The road is alone, and the road always has to be walked by itself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Qingyun watched Zheng Danyang leave, stood in place and was silent for a long time, his gentle gaze gradually faded in the night, and his eyes were full of lonely and cold persistence.

No one can understand how people who have really died once should face the world.

He suddenly remembered a lot, what happened in the holy land of the royal family in Dahe Prefecture back then, family affection can be used to betray, the noble blood of the royal family can be used to betray, and those demon marshals who once swore to defend the glory of the royal family can also defect.

"If it weren't for the queen mother's sacrifice to escort herself and Chiwu out, maybe there would be no existence of her own in this world at all. ”

The night was dark, and the ancient tree path resounded with the faint chirping of cicadas.

Xu Qingyun's eyes were a little dazed, the old man of the sword master was a sword back then, and he could reverse yin and yang, so that he could be reborn in the world again. But that sword not only reversed yin and yang, but also cut off all kinds of past in his previous life.

He forgot a lot of things.

The most unforgettable and most reluctant to recall the past has always been sealed in my heart.

"You made me forget my hatred, and when I fled from Dahe State, you sealed my memory directly. Even if the Shushan Sword Pavilion is destroyed, the old man of the sword master will not even hesitate to cut off my past, and he will not let me think of this. ”

"But I always remember it. ”

Xu Qingyun pursed his thin lips slightly, his eyes were in a trance, and the whole person was a little depressed, this feeling of being kept in the dark was really uncomfortable, and he said a little sadly: "If it weren't for the fact that I had achieved the perfect spiritual sea, I might not have noticed this matter so far." But it's also a little ridiculous, although I knew that I was a demon in my previous life, but until now I don't know what kind of demon I am!"

This is perhaps the most ironic thing in the world. ”

"I guess Akago's memory is long gone. Xu Qingyun suddenly thought of Chiwu, and felt a little better, pursed the corners of his lips, and said a little self-deprecatingly: "The really ridiculous thing should be Chiwu, heh, the memory is no longer there, and he always wants to go to Dahe Prefecture to retrieve the holy relics." ”

"I guess I'll just die if I go back!"

Thinking of the two people who are suffering from the same disease, they are still hundreds of miles apart, Xu Qingyun is a little silent, he stands on the quiet forest path, looks up at the crescent moon that is gradually hanging in the sky, and suddenly has an inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart.

"I need to achieve the Five Realms as soon as possible, this can make me slowly remember what happened back then, of course, my goal is not only to achieve the Five Realms, I also want to impact the Five Realms, and constantly go to the countries to find the enemies who destroyed Shu Mountain back then. ”

"Just like Akago said, it is already a gift from God that I can live, and in this case, I can only use my limited life to create infinite killing. People like me don't need friends at all, and they don't deserve friends, because that would only bring disaster to them. ”

"So ......"

"Danyang, please stay away from me in the future. ”

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Between the moonlight and the spring rain, there is only that quiet path.

Xu Qingyun first went back to change into clean clothes, thinking that he hadn't been home for a long time, and he was very uncomfortable, so he planned to go to the river to take a bath again, but when he just went out, the sky was already drizzling.

The night is sultry, and the spring rain is like smoke.

This kind of thing is an oil-paper umbrella, as early as when He Ning took Wu Yue and the two of them around the world, it was already used to hang on the top of the bookcase to shade the sun, and Xu Qingyun was still laughing at him at that time like a down-and-out scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam.

It's just that now, maybe only I am the most down.

He braved the drizzle rain and walked out of the house directly, there was a kind of cold spring cold under the night, and the cool water droplets from the sky poured Xu Qingyun's whole person into a soup chicken. But his dantian is a fiery place, and the dantian fire transformed into "Shen Zhao Sutra" is constantly warm and flowing throughout the body.

"This should be it. ”

After walking for half an hour, Xu Qingyun came to the quiet small building in the west courtyard, the bluestone courtyard built in the rockery and strange stones, there is a unique charm of Suzhou garden in Jiangnan Province, at this time the drizzle is dripping, he stood on the steps in front of the door, and suddenly hesitated.

"It's already so late, Mr. Lihai will already be asleep. ”

Xu Qingyun frowned, the white clothes he was wearing when he came were already soaked with rainwater, and they were dripping wet on the floor under the eaves. He stood in front of the door and wandered alone for a long time, the drizzle and cool breeze blowing through the sideburns between his eyebrows and also through his cold heart.

Time kept passing, and just as he was about to leave, tomorrow when he came to visit, the door that had been silent for a long time suddenly opened, and a familiar voice sounded:

"Since you're here, come in. ”

"Seek the heart of the sword, no matter how early or late, no matter what order. The fact that you can be here late at night already speaks for itself. ”

Xu Qingyun was slightly stunned, he looked at the courtyard gate that had been opened, and in the depths of the deep courtyard, there were a few candles dancing in the spring rain.

"Excuse me. ”

He pursed the thin corners of his lips, and resolutely stepped into the small courtyard after a little hesitation, the Qingbai stone of Jiangnan Road has the unique characteristics of Nanchu, the fine rain drops on it, and the stagnant water will automatically slide down both sides, although the clean bluestone path looks wet, but there is no trace of stagnant water.

When Xu Qingyun stepped on it, the ground seemed clean and comfortable, and the surroundings were all the corners of the eaves with the charm of Jiangnan Wu Chu, and he felt a little emotionally at the elegance of Mr. Lihai's pursuit of life, which was really incompatible with his somewhat exaggerated character.

Bypassing the entrance of the courtyard, inside is the spacious living room.

Mr. Lihai sat on the ground in a gray robe, and in front of him was a coffee table and two warm teas.

Xu Qingyun stepped forward solemnly, his expression was serious, he saluted directly, and said very seriously: "Sir." ”

Mr. Lihai shook his head and said, "There's no need to be so serious, you should know the purpose of me asking you to come, but it's just to teach swordsmanship." For an old immortal like me, who eats and drinks all day long in the academy, it's just something that I can do. ”

If Xu Qingyun hadn't met him with his senior sister two years ago, he might have really thought that Mr. Lihai was just one of those elderly gentlemen in the academy, and only the senior sister was deeply popular and knew Mr. Lihai's past.

He once served as a teacher in Taixue and taught the prince.

If it weren't for that, Xu Qingyun wouldn't have paid so much attention to it, and he came here late at night to see this reclusive academy Taixue in charge.

Xu Qingyun looked at Mr. Lihai in gray clothes.

He just sat calmly in front of the coffee table, his face was thin, his face was wrinkled like an ordinary peasant old man, no one dared to imagine that this was a strong man who had faintly crossed the five realms.

Xu Qingyun thought about it silently, stepped forward respectfully, and said very seriously: "Please Mr. teach me swordsmanship." ”