Chapter Eighty-Seven, Talking Before the Grave

A word is like a long roar.

When Shi Yunyang heard this, he was stunned. Immediately puzzled, he asked, "Why did the head of the sect say this? Could it be that some disciple did something wrong?"

Qing Xuan said: "In the battle at the top of Kunlun, you have become famous in the world, although you once saved all factions in the world in fire and water, but now the demonic energy in your body has not been removed, and all the major sects in the rivers and lakes will find you trouble." The strength shown at the top of Kunlun is not only for the masters who live in seclusion everywhere. I am afraid that none of the sects is your opponent. The demonic energy in your body is too much of a threat to them, and once you can't control yourself, it will be a disaster for the world. The head sighed slightly, and continued, "Some time ago, there were already many immortal cultivators who came to Xuanpu Hall to build momentum, but fortunately, I didn't make a fuss under my kind words. After I made a decision with the eight elders, I decided to let you go down the mountain. First, you can hide from the wind, and the master will not become the target of public criticism. Second, we have decided to give you a mission. ”

Shi Yunyang heard what the master said, and suddenly felt that this master was far away from him all of a sudden. It seems that it is no longer a haven where you can take refuge. Shi Yunyang felt that he was a patient with a contagious disease, and he was pushed out of the door by his relatives when he needed someone to take care of him. This place, which he had just felt a little warm at home, suddenly lost all its temperature and became a cold stone.

Although Shi Yunyang felt very disappointed in his heart, he still expressed his joy and sorrow. After a long time, Shi Yunyang raised his head, a touch of gray in his eyes, and said, "Please command." ”

The head of Qingxuan seemed to have a look of displeasure on his face when he saw Shi Yunyang, but he was helpless. "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult at this time, you just have to do your best." ”

"Master, please command, whether the disciple is in the Xuanpu Hall or not, whether he remembers the past or not, I am a member of the Xuanpu Hall. The matter of the master cannot be shirked. The disciple will not hesitate even if he is crushed to pieces. Shi Yunyang knelt down on his knees, and his voice was like gold and iron, and it was also like Shi Yunyang's determination.

Qingxuan said: "We want you to search for the missing Lin Yan, Qingyu and Chasing the Wind on our behalf. ”

Shi Yunyang listened to it and groaned, he knew the difficulty of this task, Lin Yan and the three of them had been missing for a year, and most of them might have suffered accidents. Looking for it now, it's tantamount to finding a needle. But this is a teacher's task, and it cannot be refused. It can only be taken by hard lines. Shi Yunyang immediately nodded and said, "The disciple will try his best to find it, since the head of the sect, the master and the elders have decided, the disciple will no longer stay in the Xuanpu Hall." Tomorrow I will go down the mountain. Please take care of the masters, teachers and elders. The disciple will not be a disciple of the Xuanpu Hall when he walks outside, please rest assured. ”

The faces of the elders were full of helplessness, and they were somewhat apologetic in the face of Shi Yunyang. Especially Elder Tianqian, Shi Yunyang is his descendant disciple, and he should respect each other like father and son, but at this time, there is no way, he must banish the people closest to him. As a division commander, my heart is very painful. Master Qingxuan slowly walked down the stone platform in the center, came to Shi Yunyang, and said earnestly: "You are a person who understands the general situation, I hope you can understand our painstaking efforts in doing this." ”

Shi Yunyang nodded, his face was blank: "The disciple has something to ask for before leaving. ”

This time, it is obvious that Xuanputang is sorry for Shi Yunyang, but neither side has said it, this is actually expelling Shi Yunyang from the division, just like Zhao Kuang winning a cup of wine and releasing military power. It's just not forced. Neither side will be too embarrassed. At this time, hearing Shi Yunyang's request, the elders naturally couldn't ask for it. After hearing this, the head of Qingxuan hurriedly said: "What do you need, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Shi Yunyang said: "The disciple wants to go to the grave of Senior Sister Bai Ying to worship. ”

The mountain behind the Xuanpu Hall.

The white mound of Bai Ying protruded alone in this world covered by ice and snow, and the white snow in front of the tomb had been piled up to the same height as the tombstone, which had completely obscured the intersection between the tomb and the ground. It was as if this tomb had become one with the snow of Kunlun.

I don't know if people will be cold after they die, in this frozen Kunlun, people's hearts seem to be cold.

Bai Ying sat cross-legged in front of the grave, his hands constantly sweeping away the snow falling on the tombstone. The movements were light and full of love, as if what was in front of him was not a cold and lifeless frozen stone. It's the face of a lover. On the man's right side, a giant sword plunged deep into the frozen shell of the frozen earth. Long cracks cracked in the ice. The man's body and the sword's body were covered by the falling snow. Only the tombstone in front of the man was not stained with snow, and a few large vermilion characters could be clearly seen on it -- "The Tomb of Bai Ying, a disciple of Xuanpu Hall." The name of the person who erected the monument under it is clearly visible, it is Feng Ya.

That giant sword is Juque, and that person is the master of Juque.

Shi Yunyang and Ran Tianluo glanced at each other with compassion. Feng Ya loved Bai Ying all his life, but God did not give them the fate they deserved. I heard that there is a kind of flower growing on the bank of the Lechuan River, called the flower of the other side, when the leaves are in full bloom, the leaves are declining when the flowers bloom, bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death. Feng Ya is just like this flower on the other side, even if he waits for a thousand years, he will never return happily.

Shi Yunyang and Ran Tianluo walked forward gently, and there was a creaking sound on the snow, although the sound was small, but it was audible. Feng Ya didn't react at all. Shi Yunyang and the two approached and worshipped. Ran Tianluo suddenly felt that the sadness in his heart was abnormal, and it was always the human heart that hurt such a parting between life and death.

Shi Yunyang said softly: "With you accompanying her like this, Senior Sister Bai Ying will be very happy." ”

Feng Ya was silent, his face was cold, and he was still sweeping the snow on the tombstone over and over again.

Shi Yunyang continued: "But she won't want to see you now. ”

Feng Ya was still silent.

Cangshan twilight snow, the top of Kunlun battle, this mountain has already suffered too many injuries Shi Yunyang said: "Remembering a person is not in your way, why do you torture yourself like this, Senior Sister Bai Ying has passed away for a long time, what you have to do now is not to waste your time here." It's about making the most of your life for the rest of your life. ”

Feng Ya was still silent, but tears were already flowing from the corners of his eyes, and drops of snow seeped into the white snow beneath him, like a raging fire, melting a tiny piece of ice and snow.

In this bitter cold world, tears are the only temperature.

"How do you understand? Suddenly, only a trembling voice could be heard.

Shi Yunyang said: "Maybe I really don't understand, because no one can share your pain for you except yourself." Me too, you've tasted the pain of losing a loved one, and I've tasted it too. Shi Yunyang paused and continued, "In your eyes, maybe this world has long been lifeless, but this world is not lifeless because of you, it has always been there, just in your thoughts. ”

Ran Tianluo heard Shi Yunyang talk about the pain of losing his lover, and he was stunned in his heart, what Shi Yunyang said should be that time when he was in the Exquisite Country, how did he know that Shi Yunyang suffered this pain more than once. But Ran Tianluo didn't expect it to be so far, just a few words, Ran Tianluo had already covered his red lips. A warm current came over my heart. There were already tears in his eyes.

After Shi Yunyang finished speaking, he didn't say anything again, and after a long time, he only heard Feng Ya say: "I just want to accompany her." ”

Shi Yunyang said: "Senior Brother Feng Ya, now the Xuanpu Hall needs you to revitalize, Chasing Feng and Lin Yan have been missing until now, and I will also leave, now you are the only one in the Xuanpu Hall who can take on this important responsibility." I also hope that you will do your best to get out of the knot in your heart. ”

Feng Ya's eyes widened slightly, as if he was slightly surprised.

"You're leaving?" Feng Ya asked. Although his expression did not change, the surprise in his tone could be heard.

"I have more important things to do. Xuanpu Hall please. ”

After Shi Yunyang finished speaking, he turned around and grabbed Ran Tianluo's hand, wanting to go down the mountain. Feng Ya suddenly said, "Can I fight you again." ”

Shi Yunyang suddenly stopped and turned to look at Feng Ya. Feng Ya's wind and snow robe moved slightly in the cold wind, Feng Ya's messy hair fluttered all over his head, and his whole body suddenly burst out with war intent. Shi Yunyang only felt that the current Feng Ya was no longer the brute force king who seemed to have a lot of strength before. Now he is a true chivalrous man.

Affection can make people grow, it is like a whetstone, either you are smoothed by it, or sharpened.

Shi Yunyang was silent for a while, and then took out the Burning Sky.

Ran Tianluo understood that this was the best way to solve the problem between their senior brothers, and he didn't say much at the moment, and after saying a little caution, he retreated far away.

Feng Ya shouted, hooked his right hand, pulled out Juque fiercely, and with the ice slag in the sky, he slashed at Shi Yunyang with a sword without modification. Shi Yunyang's body retreated, and several sword flowers were drawn from the burning sky in his hand, and they were directly approaching Feng Ya's vital points. Feng Ya swung Juque out violently, and a powerful sword aura slammed away, locking Shi Yunyang's body everywhere. Shi Yunyang stepped on the exquisite footwork, and his body shuttled back and forth in those sharp sword qi. One of the swords lightly slashed against Shi Yunyang's chest, leaving a shallow blood mark on his chest in an instant.

The power of Juque should not be underestimated. Even a strong body like Shi Yunyang will inevitably not be broken in Juque's sword qi.

Feng Ya waved the giant in his hand wildly, with a bit of calmness in the frenzy. Shi Yunyang could feel it. Feng Ya's sword aura contained despair and pain. Every sword slammed down, as if it was desperate. It seems to vent the severe pain in my heart for many days. Feng Ya completely turned those severe pains into combat power. At this time, even Shi Yunyang had to avoid the edge for the time being.

Shi Yunyang slashed horizontally with his backhand in the sky, and the blade of the sword slammed into Juque's sword body. A dazzling spark burst out, and the huge force shook Feng Ya back several steps. Where the sword qi clashed, the thousand-year-old frozen soil was carved out of a gully several feet wide.

I saw Feng Ya shouting, and the voice was full of tragedy. It was like a mournful beast looking up to the sky and roaring, and its voice couldn't bear to reach its ears.

On Kunlun Mountain, two heirloom swords fought together. The shadow of the sword swayed, the sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound of the two swords resounding throughout Kunlun. The two walked with each other, fighting in the snow. Under the flow of sword qi, it tossed and turned. I don't know how many tricks the two have disassembled. The battle between Shi Yunyang and Feng Ya had no hatred, not for anything else, just for that unspeakable sadness.

Suddenly, Shi Yunyang's body turned sharply, and the burning sky in his hand bypassed Juque, wrapping around Feng Ya's arm like a long snake.

The two looked at each other for a long time, motionless, as if they were still in the snow. Shi Yunyang looked at Feng Ya's eyes, and there was no longer that kind of coldness. There was also a little more touching and thanks.

Shi Yunyang took back the Burning Sky, stepped forward gently, and hugged Feng Ya tightly. Iron blood and tears are the deepest friendship between men.

"Don't let your giant rust," Shi Yunyang said. After that, he let go of Feng Ya. took Ran Qianluo and slowly walked down the back mountain.

Feng Ya thrust the giant que into the ground. looked back at Bai Ying's tomb. With tears in his eyes, Feng Ya approached, swept away the snow on the tombstone again, and caressed Bai Ying's tombstone. Gritted teeth. He turned around and pulled out the giant que, and strode down the mountain