Chapter 109: It doesn't matter

Flowers bloom and fall for thousands of years, and things are not people.

Since Lingyi has become the head of the vein of Lingluan Peak for nearly a hundred years, she has always been high in the hearts of the disciples, quite majestic, but at this moment, under the questioning of the Traceless Dao Master, she seems a little at a loss, since she ascended to the position of the head of the vein, she has not had this posture for a long time.

The beautiful eyes flowed, the eyes changed impermanently, Lingyi's jade hand was gently held, and the clouds and mist rose in the mountains, covering some secrets.

"Senior Brother Traceless, do you remember when I first worshiped Chitaki?" I don't know how long it took, Lingyi suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

The expression of the Traceless Dao Chief was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled indifferently, there seemed to be some vicissitudes in his smile, and his eyes that had seen through the ups and downs of the world flickered slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Of course I remember, you were still a little girl back then, and as soon as you went up the mountain, it caused a sensation, and all the veins wanted to include you in the door, and finally Uncle Yueyan actually used the Qingluan Sword as a color head to enter you into the door, which is why there is the famous Lingluan Peak vein today." ”

Ling Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Senior Brother Traceless still likes to joke so much, it's just that Master and her old man don't dislike me for being young and ignorant." ”

The Traceless Dao Chief's face was still indifferent: "I remember that you wanted to worship under the sect of the Taiyuan Sect of Wuxiang Peak back then, right?"

Ling Yi's body trembled slightly, his eyes drooped slightly, and he was silent for a moment, and said, "But that's the case, it's just that the real person in charge of the sect has no intention of accepting disciples." ”

The Traceless Dao Master nodded unintentionally, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and said, "At that time, the master of the sect only accepted the senior brother Li Chengxiao as an apprentice, and your talent is also extremely high, why did the master master have no intention of accepting you?"

Ling Yi sighed lightly, seemed a little dazed, and said: "How dare I compare with Senior Brother Li, the real person in charge of the sect has a deep heart like the sea, and his eyes know people, how can we guess his old man's thoughts." ”

The indifference on the face of the Traceless Dao Chief slowly converged away, and in the mist of the clouds, he couldn't see his expression clearly, so he only heard his faint words: "The real person in charge of the sect has only accepted two disciples in his life, but these two people are all dragons and phoenixes among people, and there is no one in the same generation as Qianlong, and no one can stand side by side with the two of them, riding the sky, shocking the sky, shocking the world, and the real person in charge of the sect is really a god and a man!"

Lingyi's body suddenly trembled violently, probably because the clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and the Traceless Daoist didn't notice her changes, the name was mentioned again, and it seemed to be a hard prick in her heart, he was her junior brother, the innocence of his youth was deeply imprinted in the depths of her soul, when he was expelled from Chitaki, only she strongly objected, and the pair of cold eyes pierced her heart like a cold thorn, only to blame her for being lonely at the time, she could only watch him leave with helplessness and sorrow, and this farewell is decades of time, time has passed, and people have grown old。

"Senior brother, you say, what will Xiao Mo do now?" Lingyi's beautiful eyes seemed to have tears in them, flashing with a faint light, and his voice was a little hoarse and asked.

"Ugh..."

The Traceless Dao Chief sighed lightly, glanced at Lingyi in a hazy manner, with a sad look on his face, and said: "Maybe leaving Chitaki is also a good thing for him, Chitaki is like a huge cage that locks him firmly, and the outside world is chic and free, maybe it is more suitable for him." ”

The two fell silent again, and after a long time, the Traceless Dao Master began to say: "Gu Liufeng is Xiao Mo's eldest disciple, you let Gu Liufeng leave Qianlong at this time, is it to protect him, and don't want him to get involved in this treacherous dispute? But I always feel that it is not simple, I have always remembered the kind of look you had when you first entered Qianlong, and the Lingyi Senior Sister in my memory is not such a simple person." ”

Lingyi didn't speak, lowered his head, a pair of eyes kept flowing, gradually brightening, and his pale face added a touch of curvature, I don't know whether he was sad or satisfied.

"Back then, Uncle Yueyan took the word 'Ling' of 'Lingluan Peak' and named you Lingyi, Yi as wings, which is intended to make you free and chic, junior sister, you can't live up to her hard work!"

The Traceless Daoist left Lingluan Peak, and left Lingyi with this seemingly admonishing word when he left, Lingyi's lonely back stood on the top of the misty cliff, at a certain moment, she suddenly raised her head, her momentum was awe-inspiring, even the surrounding clouds and mist were avoided a few feet away, her gaze had never been so transparent, the wind in the mountains was noisy, and she only listened to her faint words.

"Xiao Mo, are you okay? I don't care what I do. ”

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That year, Taiyuan Zhenren was in charge of Qianlong when it was in full swing, Qianlong was a peaceful atmosphere, thriving, incomparable, a girl escaped from the bloody killing, and was taken to Wei Wei Qianlong, full of brilliant atmosphere in the rainbow hall, the girl stood lonely and fearless, surrounded by the world-famous cultivators, her appearance was still immature, but her eyes were terrifying.

Carrying a spiritual root, her talent is superb, but she has experienced the life and death of life at a young age, and the seeds of cold hatred have been quietly planted in her heart, and the immortal masters of all veins want to take her into the door, and finally she was brought back to Lingluan Peak by the head of the Yueyan vein of Lingluan Peak.

In the first few years, she has been accompanied by loneliness, except for Shizun Yueyan, almost no one cares, and no one intersects with it, the top of the cliff of Lingluan Peak often sees her dancing sword alone, each sword seems to have the potential to break the sky, the three-foot Qingfeng seems to be integrated with her, Shizun Yueyan every time she sees her like this, there is no way, only the sound of sighing continues.

It wasn't until a few years later that on the Rainbow Hall, Taiyuan Zhenren accepted apprentices, everyone was present, and Lingyi was also accompanied by the head of the Yueyan vein, looking coldly at the young man who was kneeling in the field.

The young man in the hall threw himself to the ground, and after three kowtows, Taiyuan Zhenren was overjoyed, everyone congratulated, and the young man also had an innocent smile on his face, which seemed to touch Lingyi's cold heart as iron.

Until the young man inadvertently broke into the mountain behind Lingluan Peak, and saw Lingyi wielding the sword alone, the back made the young man fascinated, stunned in place for a long time and couldn't extricate himself, the cold sword intent attacked, the sword blade hit the throat of the young man, and one step closer, it was about to be splashed with blood, the young man's body couldn't move, his eyes said that the sword blade looked at Lingyi's cold and ruthless face, the two looked at each other, the young man was afraid and curious, and the coldness in Lingyi's eyes actually had a trace of melting.

"Why did you sneak into Lingluan Peak?" Lingyi asked.

"I got lost and inadvertently broke into here, and I ask my sister to forgive me. The young man looked at the sword blade that was close at hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear, and said tremblingly.

"Senior sister, my name is Mo Jingkong, Wuxiangfeng. Seeing that Lingyi did not respond, the young man continued.

"Let's go, don't run around in the future!" Jian Feng turned, and Lingyi turned to leave, leaving the young man alone in place.

Lingyi walked away, and when he looked back, the figure of the young man had disappeared, and there was a soft flash in his eyes, and a subtle voice sounded on his lips.

"My name is Lingyi, from Lingluan Peak. ”