It's night, and the moon is in the sky.

In a remote village somewhere in the Northern Wilderness, the lights were sparse, and one of the one-star lights of one family swayed in the lonely air.

Inside, after putting three children of two or three years to sleep, a woman went to the dim light alone and began to knit clothes and shoes.

Farming hard during the day, twisting the thread at night.

It can be described as a true portrayal of "short hair hanging white, cold lights accompanied by female red".

Otherwise, if she is alone, if she doesn't work hard, how can she support her three children?

After squinting her big eyes for a while, the woman's eyes were a little sour, she rubbed her eyes, looked back at the three children who were already asleep, couldn't help but smile slightly, and then turned her head, looked at the bright moon outside the window through the window, and sighed softly.

The woman's husband was a well-known scholar in the village, and he was also a talented young woman, who did not envy her?

When they got married, the young scholar married her despite the dissuasion of the elders in the family. She knew that he really liked her. Otherwise, he is a scholarly family, how could he fall in love with her as a peasant girl?

In their place, it is the foundation of love between men and women. But for her sake, he broke this foundation, and the price was that he was expelled from the scholarly family that was very big in this small place.

She remembered what he had said.

"Kite, you are like the only bright moon in the sky that night, even if the stars are full of stars, when I look up, I can always see you at first sight. ”

"Kite, come, I'll teach you to read and write, it's not difficult, it's really interesting to read some articles of the ancients and sages or everyone's poems. ”

"Kite, don't worry, my family actually expelled me from the house just for the sake of face, when the limelight passes, I will take you to see my father, such a virtuous and good woman like you, my father will definitely be satisfied." ”

............

Later, they spent a few years of quiet time until the Northern Wilderness was in turmoil.

She didn't know what the Northern Wilderness Ice Divine Palace was, what a super sect was, or what the Northern Wilderness Empire was, only that he followed the armor soldiers of their dynasty to resist the soldiers of the Northern Wilderness Empire in an unknown place.

She is just a woman now, she doesn't worry about the general trend of the world, what turmoil in Kyushu, she just worries about him and thinks about him.

Afraid of lovesickness, has lovesickness. When it was Acacia's turn, there was nowhere to say, and there was a hint between his eyebrows.

Before leaving, the Xiucai scholar made a poem for her.

The name is "Leaving a Farewell Wife".

"Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love. ”

"Joy is in this evening, grace and good time. ”

"Zhengfu has a long way, how can he look at the night?"

"The senchen is gone, go and resign. ”

"The march is on the battlefield, and there is no time to see each other. ”

Shaking hands and sighing, tears are goodbye. ”

"Try to love Chunhua, don't forget the joy. ”

"Life should come back, death should be Sauvignon Blanc!"

This five-character poem, written on rice paper, became the only thing she missed her husband, and whenever she missed him, she recited it several times, as if he was beside her for her.

On the day her husband left, before dawn, he quietly got up and picked up the baggage he had packed last night and left.

He thought she didn't know, but she was very awake then, because she had stayed up that night.

It's just that she doesn't want him to delay any longer and affect his mood to leave. Since she can't share her husband's worries, she can still do it without worrying.

The woman in the room heard the dreams of the children on the bed, came to her senses, got up and walked over to wrap her three like-looking children in the quilt, and looked at the nose and mouth that looked very similar to their father's, and the sorrow between her brows could not help but disappear.

Only then did he frown, and then he went to his heart.

Missing and missing is to never forget once you think about it.

"When will you return?" the woman whispered as she looked at the three children who slept as badly as their father.

The bright moon does not know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the oblique light penetrates the cold household.

In a town of a small dynasty in the Northern Wilderness, a young girl was dancing in the courtyard of the inn to practice her sword in the faint morning light of dawn.

At this time, the bird had just woken up, chirping softly, as if it could not bear to break the silence of the morning light.

"The peak of the five grades!"

The girl's face was extremely serious when she practiced the sword, and she suddenly whispered, a little excited.

She is already familiar with the matter of breaking the realm, as long as it is not the time when she enters the middle third grade, she does not need her master to guide her personally.

It was winter at this time, but she still insisted on getting up early every day to practice swordsmanship, which had become a habit.

This habit, so that decades and hundreds of years later, she is already the peak sword immortal of the nine grades, and it is still like this, and it has become a strange story in the world.

So much so that those female sword cultivators in the world all got up very early and danced when they heard the sound of chickens. In order to imitate her.

"Master!"

Zhao Zhishui opened her eyes, then retracted her breath, and successfully broke the mirror, and now she is at the peak of the fifth grade! She turned her head as if she felt something, and saw Chu Chou standing aside, looking at her with her sleeves caged, she was extremely happy.

"Master, Master, I've broken through the realm! I feel that I'm not far from the realm of the six grades!" Zhao Zhishui ran to Chu Chou's side with a happy face, smiling brightly.

"Zhishui, when you cultivate a sword, you must not ignore the 'meaning' just for the sake of pursuing the 'Tao', the 'meaning' is the foundation of sword cultivation. Chu Chou looked at Zhao Zhishui and reminded.

"Mmmm, the sword intent is greater than the way of the sword. The way of the sword can be shattered, and the sword intent is indispensable. As a qualified sword cultivator, you must also 'know what you know', and after knowing the sword intent, you must keep up with the sword in your hand, and you must achieve the unity of the sword and the heart!" Zhao Zhishui nodded seriously and replied.

After Zhao Zhishui finished speaking, he looked at Chu Chou and was about to speak, so he said with a smile: "Also, as a person in the rivers and lakes, you must do 'sometimes in life, there must be sometimes, and there is no time in life'." ”

Hearing this, Chu Chou smiled and nodded, and said, "Don't ask for it." ”

But then he remembered her like a white lilac: "Some desires are too much to ask for......"

"Then Master, our sword cultivation will come out when there is injustice, but if the other side is also reasonable, what should we do?"

"There must be a 'conscience' in your heart, that is, a code of conduct. Wherever the conscience goes, the right knows that it is right, and what is wrong also knows that it is wrong, and it cannot hide its heart in the slightest. Sometimes, even if the whole world says that my words and deeds do not match, it doesn't matter, this is self-confidence, not conceit, real self-confidence is really believing in one's inner conscience and standards. Chu Chou swept away a faint sorrow in his heart and explained.

"Master, that is to say, as long as you bring your conscience and make yourself confident when you draw a sword, you can draw a sword without fear. Is that right?" asked Zhao Zhishui.

"Hmm. When the sword is out, if you don't come out, you don't come out, and once you get out of the sword, you have already determined that you are acting on the code of conduct in your heart, not that you don't have a code of conduct. Chu Chou nodded and continued, "Everyone's code of conduct is different, but every sword cultivator will have its own code of conduct to support it, and it is reasonable, otherwise with the improvement of the realm, the sword heart will be easy to crumble." Sword cultivation and even all monks, as long as they enter the upper three grades, it is the process of enlightenment and inquiry, only by improving the avenue in the heart, then the cultivation will be improved, of course, it is also related to talent, luck, and chance. ”

"Even if the rivers and lakes are dangerous, we should not look at others with the greatest malice every day. But we should look at others with a good heart, and if they do not offend me, I will not offend others, just as the water of a well does not offend the water of a river. But if someone else violates your bottom line, then you can reason without your mouth, just reason with a sword. But even so, before the sword, it is necessary to determine again whether the sword should be used. Chu Chou sighed and continued, "It seems that sword cultivation is the most chic, but it is often sword cultivation that is the most restrained. ”

Chu Chou said, Zhao Zhishui was still reminiscing.

Chu Chou looked up at the moon that was about to disappear under the morning sun in the bright sky, and then took Zhao Zhishui to breakfast.

The moon bends and shines on Kyushu, a few people are happy and a few people are sad. How many people gathered in Mingyue Tower, and how many people were floating outside?