Chapter 3: Sword Dance
Late at night.
Qingyun Mountain, Xiaozhu Peak.
The sky was dark, there was no moon and starlight, and boundless darkness shrouded Xiaozhu Peak. Lu Xueqi was dressed in white and stood alone on the moon-watching platform on the mountain behind Xiaozhu Peak.
The moon platform here is actually the most famous place on Xiaozhu Peak, and it is listed as one of the six views of Qingyun Mountain, along with the "Sea of Clouds" and "Hongqiao" on the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain.
The mountain behind Xiaozhu Peak is also full of dense bamboo forests, but unlike the "black bamboo" on the mountain behind Dazhu Peak, Xiaozhu Peak is rich in another strange bamboo - tear bamboo. This kind of bamboo has a green face and a slender bamboo body, which is nearly twice as many as ordinary bamboo, but the bamboo is extremely tough, known as the first in the world, and ordinary woodcutters cannot cut it. But the most famous place of the tear bamboo is on the emerald green body of the bamboo, covered with little by little pink sè spots, like the sad tears of a gentle woman, which is extremely beautiful.
And the origin of the name of Xiaozhufeng also comes from this.
As for the Moon Observatory, it is actually a lonely cliff hanging in mid-air, except for the back half that is connected to the mountain, most of which is suspended high in the air. It is said that on a bright night, the moonlight slowly rises from the bottom of the mountain and slowly climbs up to the lookout, and the moment when the moonlight completely illuminates the lookout platform, it is also when the moon is empty.
And the moon platform is the most beautiful, that is, at that time, the moon will suddenly shine brilliantly, from the smooth moon platform rocks upside down, instantly illuminate the entire small bamboo peak, and at that moment standing on the moon platform, almost as if standing in a fairyland;
However, tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, obviously not the time to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the moon, not to mention that at this moment, it is on the moon platform on the mountain behind this small bamboo peak, that is, the place where the disciples of the front mountain live, it is also a black light blind fire, obviously everyone has already fallen asleep.
Only Lu Xueqi somehow came to this lonely and lonely place alone.
Tianya, who never left her, was still behind her, gently emitting a soft blue light in the darkness, illuminating some places around her. The night wind blew coldly, and she was dressed in snow-white clothes, blowing gently.
Sideburns, a few soft hairs, blown by the wind, brushed her fair face, but she didn't seem to pay attention at all, silently standing at the front of the cliff of the moon platform, staring into the distance in a daze.
The mountain wind grew stronger, and her clothes began to flutter in the wind.
If you go further, there will be darkness and an abyss.
On the edge of the cliff, in the faint light, the woman in white stood alone.
Little by little, something emerged in the depths of my heart, which was originally a gentle feeling, but slowly, it turned into sadness.
Suddenly, suddenly, like an invisible blade, piercing deeply in the heart.
The traces engraved in the deep heart turned out to be a person's face.
Acacia, hard ......
When there was no one in the dark night, in a secluded and uninhabited place, slowly, she opened her arms, and in front of her was boundless darkness, as if the sky and the earth were vast.
The wind was so strong that it rushed into her arms as if it was going to tear people apart, and the darkness under her feet suddenly moved, and the dark hand stretched out from an unknown place, wrapped around her body, and wanted to pull her into the abyss.
It's just that she seems to be stupid, just staring silently, the wind blowing her thin and fragile body at the moment, like a lily blooming in the dark.
Night sè, deep.
The inexplicable cold, penetrating into every bit of the body's skin, only the mind, only the mind suddenly blazing, the tenderness hidden deep in the heart suddenly burst out like a burning flame at this moment, and then condensed into-
A face.
"Choking ......"
A sharp sound suddenly sounded in the dark night, echoing far away.
The Tianya Divine Sword was unsheathed and bloomed with brilliant light in the darkness. Bai Sè's figure then rose up, catching Tianya in mid-air, and the cold mountain wind swept up, accompanied by the white sè figure, on the moon platform, began a beautiful sword dance.
Autumn water falls like a long sky, turning into a boundless galaxy, moving gracefully in the hands of the slender fiber, flowing happily in the dark night. Sometimes it soars into the sky, sometimes it lands, sometimes it turns into a silver streamer, and it is attached to the peerless face, and sometimes it is scattered into a sky full of stars, shining brightly.
Lu Xueqi was on this moon platform, biting her lip deeply, closing her eyes, and her body seemed to be fluttering in the wind, like fluttering flocculents, like cold flowers, dancing out of the poignant posture of this world.
She turned into a white sè floating light, exhausted all her strength, her face was so pale, as if she still saw faint beads of sweat, but she didn't even stop, maybe her body was tired, so she could forget everything!
So she danced, danced, and the figure in the night sè was secluded and beautiful......
"Ding!"
With a soft crisp sound, the Tianya Divine Sword slowly fell from his hand, and the sharp blade ignored the hard rock at all, like thorny snow, silently piercing into the stone.
The brilliant and beautiful white figure gradually lowered down, and darkness crept up.
Who is in the dark, gasping low?
There are droplets of water, gently dripping and falling on the stones, maybe sweat after exhaustion?
She gasped softly, gasped, and then slowly calmed down, her eyes raised, but there was a faint confusion.
I don't know when, she danced to the back of the moon platform, in front of her was a bamboo forest, in front of her, there was a slender and gentle tear bamboo.
In the faint light, little by little tears, like a woman with a broken heart.
She looked at it in a daze, and then suddenly laughed, laughing silently, as if there was still a little bitterness, and then she sat on the ground with her back against the tears and the white clothes on her body.
Look up and look up at the sky!
The sky is boundless......
The night breeze blows, as if it has a faint familiar smell.
She closed her eyes and breathed deeply.
It turned out that after being tired, the face in my heart was even more profound.
The past, bit by bit, seems to be engraved in my heart and can never be erased.
It's like that rì is outside the Heavenly Emperor's treasury, he impulsively takes her hand to save her, and he doesn't even forget about his danger.
Her eyes were still closed, but a faint smile appeared on her lips. And then, thinking, thinking......
It wasn't until I thought of the mysterious words that appeared around them at that last moment that I realized that those words were deeply rooted in my mind. Perhaps, this way we can forget about him, right?
She said this to her deep heart, although she didn't believe it herself, but in her mouth, she still read softly:
"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs......"
In the middle of the night, the words of ancient times echoed low in the darkness like a magic spell.
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Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak, ancestral hall.
The light in the main hall was still a little dim as usual, and the head of Dao Xuan Zhenren held three pillars of incense in his hand, respectfully saluted the spiritual positions of countless ancestors, and then took a step forward and inserted the sandalwood in his hand into the incense burner on the offering table.
Beside him, there was only the down-and-out old man who took care of the ancestral hall. The dim light shone on his face, and the wrinkles were deeply wrinkled as if they were carved into his face.
Dao Xuan turned his head, his gaze fell on his face, and suddenly said, "You seem to look a little older." ”
The old man's face was expressionless, and he said lightly: "The years are urging people to grow old, what's so strange?"
Dao Xuan smiled, as if he wanted to say something, and suddenly a voice came from outside the ancestral hall: "Senior, disciple Lin Jingyu is back, come to greet senior." ”
Dao Xuan frowned slightly, stopped talking and didn't speak, the old man slowly walked up, but he didn't walk out of the ancestral hall, only raised his voice, and said, "It's you, when did you come back?"
Lin Jingyu said respectfully outside: "The disciple came back the day before, and after reporting to the master, he first went back to Longshou Peak to see the first senior brother, and as soon as he was free, he came to meet his seniors." ”
A faint smile appeared on the old man's lips, and he said, "Oh, that's it." Then you wait outside, I still have a guest here. ”
Lin Jingyu seemed to be stunned outside, there had never been many people coming to the ancestral hall of the patriarch, and he didn't expect that there would be guests today. However, he had been practicing under this mysterious old man for ten years, and he had already respected him as a teacher, so he answered the call and waited quietly aside.
Dao Xuan Zhenren walked a few steps slowly, standing in the shadow of yīn in the main hall, looking out from the gate, only to see that under the warm sun, Lin Jingyu was carrying the dragon sword, wearing a long robe, with a jade belt around his waist, his face was handsome and dusty, and he stood respectfully on the side of the ancestral hall, waiting patiently.
He looked at it silently for a while, and said: "This kid is a good material, regardless of qualifications and heart, he is the best choice." ”
The old man's steps looked a little sluggish, and when he walked up to him, he also glanced out, and said, "Then why didn't you take him under your door back then?"
Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at Lin Jingyu who was standing outside the ancestral hall, the young man was in full swing, no matter where he looked at it, he revealed such a vigorous vitality and compelling edge, which made people feel that he was different.
Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly smiled, a very plain smile, and then turned around and said to the old man: "Because he is too much like a person, his temperament, expression, and even his qualifications are so similar to that person." If I had him by my side, I wouldn't have been able to sleep. ”
The muscles on the face of the old man beside him suddenly seemed to twitch.
Dao Xuan Zhenren turned his head, looked at him, looked at him lightly, and after a long time, he suddenly shook his head, and then smiled: "I'm joking with you!" Before the words fell, he frowned, then touched his chest and coughed a few lowly.
The old man glanced at his chest, then looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren's face that had become slightly pale at the moment, and said lightly: "It's been ten years, isn't your injury healed?"
Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't speak, but the cough gradually became louder, and then his face gradually became ugly, and after a while, the cough slowly subsided.
Dao Xuan Zhenren let out a sigh of relief, turned around, no longer looked at Lin Jingyu outside the door, walked to the spiritual platform that enshrined countless Qingyunmen ancestor spiritual positions, looked at it in a daze for a while, and then said quietly: "I didn't expect that the power of the 'Zhuxian Sword' is so powerful!"
The old man walked over slowly, reached out and took a rag, began to wipe it lightly on the heavy offering table, and said: "The power of the Zhuxian Sword is so huge, coupled with the 'Zhuxian Sword Array', it is enough to reverse the sky, such a fierce thing is against the will of heaven, you should know it when you use the Zhuxian Ancient Sword." ”
Dao Xuan Zhenren said lightly: "I naturally know that on the stone tablet in the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, from the Qingye Patriarch down, the ancestors of all generations have left strict orders, and this sword must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary!"
The old man slowly wiped the offering table, very slowly, as if he had been wiping like this for many years, so he was so focused. His eyes looked at the table, and he suddenly smiled, and said, "Actually, I also thought that maybe if you use the Immortal Ancient Sword a few more times, maybe you will die faster than me." ”
Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the old man's rickety back, the pupils in his eyes suddenly contracted, and after a while, he slowly turned around and walked out.
"Are you leaving?" the old man's somewhat desolate voice came from behind him.
Dao Xuan Zhenren stopped, but did not look back, and after a while, his voice slowly came: "Do you remember what I said when I rescued you?"
The old man stood in the dark shadow and did not answer.
Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't look back, there seemed to be a strange aura wafting in the ancestral hall of this patriarch, and for a while, he only heard Dao Xuan Zhenren's voice say lightly: "I saved you because I owe you, but I won't let you live longer than me!"
The old man's body had already disappeared in the shadow of yīn, motionless, and Dao Xuan Zhenren immediately walked out and left this ancestral hall.
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Lin Jingyu was waiting patiently outside, and suddenly saw that it was the real person in charge who walked out of the ancestral hall, was startled, and hurriedly saluted. Dao Xuan Zhenren glanced at him, and there seemed to be some strange light flashing in his eyes, then nodded and left.
Lin Jingyu watched the head of the real person leave, and somehow, from the moment Dao Xuan Zhenren came out of the ancestral hall just now, he suddenly felt that the face of the head of the real person seemed to be a little strangely pale.
Lin Jingyu was thinking to himself, but from the ancestral hall, the voice of the old man had already come, and he said slowly: "Is it Jingyu, you come in." ”
Lin Jingyu hurriedly responded: "Yes." As he spoke, he walked into the ancestral hall.
As soon as he walked into the ancestral hall, Lin Jingyu suddenly felt a chill on his body, and at the same time, the surroundings also darkened. He couldn't help frowning, he had been following this mysterious old man here to take care of the ancestral hall for the past ten years, but from the day he came, he felt that this ancestral hall was very strange, no matter when it was a dark feeling, but it was not dark here, but in front of those ancestral spiritual positions, many incense candles were lit and enshrined, but the faint light of these dim candles seemed to be just to set off the deeper darkness here, and it was impossible to get rid of the feeling of darkness and even forest in this hall。
However, after all, he had been living here for ten years, and he admired the old man standing in the shadow of yīn even more, and he had long stopped paying attention to the strange place here, and now he respectfully saluted the figure of the old man and said, "Senior, the disciple is back." ”
In the past ten years, Lin Jingyu has also wanted to call this old man Master more than once, but he was rejected by this mysterious old man without exception, so Lin Jingyu has always called him a senior, anyway, seeing that even the real person in charge sometimes looks at this old man differently, thinking that he must have been an elder in the Qingyun Gate back then.
The old man smiled, walked out of the shadow, looked Lin Jingyu up and down, and saw that he had been out for a few months, and his face was a little frosty, but the whole person saw the jīng god even more, and couldn't help but have a slight relief in his eyes, and said in a harmonious voice: "I went out this time, I didn't get hurt, right?"
Lin Jingyu smiled: "It's not that there are no injuries, but they are all small injuries and are not worth mentioning." It's a pity that this time I went to the dead Ze and returned in vain. ”
At that moment, he simply said the battle of Death Ze, at this time, the news that the three major sects in the Demon Sect had destroyed the Immortal Hall together had already spread all over the world, and Lin Jingyu also listened to it on the way back, and at this moment he also said it to the old man.
However, this old man was obviously not very interested in the survival of the Immortal Hall, and when he heard that one of the four major sects of the Demon Sect had been destroyed, he didn't even change his face, but just listened quietly to Lin Jingyu.
After Lin Jingyu finished speaking, the old man was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Did you say that the other three major sects of the Demon Sect, including the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, have a large number of people going this time?"
Lin Jingyu nodded and said, "Yes." ”
The old man seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally said, "Have you seen Cangsong?"
Lin Jingyu's body was shocked, and he was stunned, but then he fell silent, with a complicated expression on his face, and said after a while: "No, senior." ”
The old man looked at the look on his face, and suddenly said, "Do you hate him very much?"
A trace of pain flashed in Lin Jingyu's eyes, and he said slowly: "I don't know, but good and evil are not mutually exclusive, anyway, even if we meet again, we will already be enemies who share the sky!"
"Hmph!" the old man suddenly sneered.
Lin Jingyu was taken aback and said, "Senior, what's wrong?"
The old man shook his head slowly, turned around, looked upward, and what caught his eye was the countless Qingyunmen Patriarch Spirit Positions high in the sky, and the dim candle flame in front of their Spirit Positions seemed to be like their eyes at this moment, silently looking at the people in the ancestral hall.
"He raised you since he was a child, taught you the Tao, taught you how to be a man, and finally passed on the dragon slaying sword to you, has there ever been a place where you are sorry?" the old man suddenly said lightly.
Lin Jingyu shook his head slowly and said in a low voice: "He has always been very good to me, and I really respect him as if I admired the gods, and I respected him like a father." But ......"
Lin Jingyu didn't say any more, and the old man suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, the old man smiled bitterly, with endless sourness, and said in a low voice to the spiritual candles in front of him: "Actually, Cangsong is just a poor man who has gone the wrong way......"
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