Chapter 162 There is no moon in this night, and the snow drifts in the world
It's night, the heaven and the earth are still gray, just the thousands of miles of ink clouds in the sky, more and more, covering the sky and closing the moon, faintly you can see a deep invisible huge whirlpool, like the nine ghosts open their mouths, hanging upside down in it, and it seems to be the entrance to the netherworld, such a rare weather for thousands of years, it really makes people uneasy from the bottom of their hearts, especially like Shushan, which is suspended in the middle of the Central Plains in the east of Shenzhou, the closer it is to the sky, the more people in Shu can feel this breathless Tianweiγ
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"Why hasn't it rained yet?"
Yan Ruoxue looked at the sky, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Lin Chen was lying on the boulder standing on the edge of the cliff as usual, looking up at the sky, with a hint of rain in the breeze, extremely cool, hearing the words of the senior sister, Lin Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly in the void, as if he could touch the clouds flying in the sky.
The palm of the hand was released, but there was nothing.
Seeing Lin Chen's rare childish action, Yan Ruoxue was slightly stunned, with a smile in her eyes, and said softly, "What is the junior brother thinking?"
"I'm thinking about when I was a kid. Lin Chen responded.
Yan Ruoxue seemed to be hearing this junior brother talk about his childhood for the first time, and stood quietly on the side at the moment, bowing his head silently.
"When I was a child, I was the same, lying on the top of the mountain every day, the sea in front of me was boundless, and the extreme place was boundless, so I always wondered, is this the world like this? And I can't go any further? Later, I came to Shushan, learned the Tao, and experienced many things, only to find that the sky I saw was just the tip of the sea in this world. β
Lin Chen squinted, the faint moonlight was hidden behind the clouds, but the afterglow dyed the ink cloud yellow, and said: "In the past, people have been asking me what the purpose of cultivating immortals is, and what I want, I have been confused until I met Master. β
When Yan Ruoxue heard this, she suddenly said, "Then do you have the answer now?"
Lin Chen smiled, shook his head slightly, nodded again, and said, "What I pursue, no one can know, sometimes I may not even understand myself, what I pursue may just be what I think is right in my heart." β
He suddenly opened his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the sky in front of him into his arms, and looked up to the sky and said: "Just like at this moment, what I am thinking about is that I want this piece of heaven, and I can no longer cover my eyes." β
As he spoke, Lin Chen looked sideways at the gentle and beautiful senior sister and said with a smile, "This is very naΓ―ve, isn't it?"
Yan Ruoxue didn't speak, her eyes moved away from Lin Chen, and fell into the distant sky, a pair of unknown spirit species birds that were nestling together under the ink clouds in the sky, fluttering their wings and flying high.
After a moment of silence, Yan Ruoxue suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, they are happier than us, aren't they?"
Lin Chen's expression was a little confused, yes, maybe he just wanted to be like them, in the vast world, unrestrained, and let himself go.
The eyes of the two slowly withdrew from the flying bird, which was almost impossible to see at two points, and they were silent for a while.
I don't know how long it took, Yan Ruoxue suddenly said: "Do you want to see 'Snow Drifting World'?"
Lin Chen was slightly stunned and looked at her.
The Snowfall Fairy Sword stood silently in front of him, gently emitting a soft light in the darkness, illuminating some of the surrounding places. The night wind blew coldly, gently blowing her in a pale neon dress.
Yan Ruoxue stood quietly in the misty night mist, just when Lin Chen didn't know why, only to see her point, the snowfall fairy sword turned into a long autumn water, flowing happily in the dark night, this night has no moon, the fairy sword in the girl's slender hand, the soft luster, just like the gentle moonlight like water, between the tactful and moving, this small cliff is reflected.
The cold air was everywhere, and the temperature had dropped.
A moment later, in this small world, one or two, and even the crystal white snowflakes fell one after another, Lin Chen was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he found that this place had become a land of ice and snow - and that senior sister, just like a fairy in the moon, held a fairy sword, dancing and swirling lightly between the snowflakes in the sky, the shadow was graceful, stepping on the snow without a trace, and there was a continuous water-like tenderness between raising her hands.
In the life of the young man, the dance posture of the three women he has seen, if you want to say that the moon dance of Bing Ling'er is poignant and moving, the sword dance of the phoenix ice glass is peerless, and the posture of this gentle and pleasant senior sister in front of him has an indescribable beauty of tranquility and clarity.
For some reason, the dialogue with this senior sister that night came to mind-
"If you want to say yes, I love snow. β
"Snow?"
"Well, I heard my mother say, I was born in a snowy moonlit night, more than 20 years ago that night, the sky was full of snow on Shushan, a wonder through the ages, known as the most beautiful night in the history of Shushan. β
Snowflake sword, snow drifting in the world.
This is Yan Ruoxue.
......
After a long time, the flying snowflakes were no more, and the snowfall fairy sword slowly fell from the air, and the sharp blade of the sword was like thorning snow, and it sank into the ground for three points.
Yan Ruoxue gasped softly, and then slowly calmed down, her eyes raised, but there was a faint bitterness.
"This sword trick made Qian'er suffer, and I shouldn't have given it to her that day. β
She looked at Lin Chen quietly and said faintly.
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The next day, on the Qingyun Dojo.
Originally, the remaining four platforms have been demolished, but at this moment, the center of the dojo is a huge, wider than the previous wooden platform, by several disciples overnight with the "earth spell" technique to create a large platform, under the platform, a group of Shushan disciples gathered together, the front row is sitting are the first of each vein and the elders of each pavilion, which also means that the six veins of the martial arts, the ten years of the Shu Mountain, has unconsciously come to an end.
There was a lot of discussion on the field, especially the disciples who forgot the dust, and their faces were full of excitement, after all, the top four positions in this conference had been produced yesterday- Forget the dust peak Lin Chen, forget the dust peak Yan Ruoxue, leave the Ge peak Lin Xuan, Dayan Peak Ning return to evil, the top four positions, forget the dust peak accounts for two, compared to the disciples of several veins, the disciples of the Amazing God Peak and the disciples of the Burning Yan Peak, who have always been arrogant, seem a little gloomy, as for the women of the Ice Moon Peak, they are indifferent, after all, in the past ten years, under the glory of Huang Bingli, these women have long been used to seeing too much glory and false fame.
As the sound of a deep bell sounded, the noise around quickly quieted down, and at this moment, the eyes of almost all the disciples, with incomparable reverence, fell on the old man who was slowly stepping onto the big stage.
This seems to be the first time that the disciples of Shushan have met so closely, this has been in charge of Shushan for nearly a thousand years, and the old man who has been told by the world is miraculous, the leader of the Xuanmen Righteous Path, there are too many familiar glories in the past, he is like a book of the world, full of the vicissitudes of the years and thick, it can be said that the prosperity of Shushan is now inseparable from the hard work of this old way.
It's just that at this moment, Xuan Xiaozi is really dressed in a simple Dao, his face is not as solemn as people imagine, and he has a kind smile on his face, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.
"Ladies and gentlemen, so far, the old Tao is very pleased, to see that this generation of all veins under the sect is full of talents, it is really the blessing of my Shu Mountain, especially the six veins of martial arts, has decided the first four disciples of your generation, in the future, the important task of magnifying my Shushan lintel, will be handed over to you young people, the old Tao can also rest assured that the old man can live in peace, he, he. β
Speaking of this, he smiled and glanced at the disciples around him, nodded to the four elders of the Imperial Sword Pavilion who were in charge of the punishment of Shu Mountain, and walked off the stage in a slow step.
The audience suddenly surged with affection, and burst into a burst of applause like a tide, for a long time, countless disciples were excited in their hearts, and they were moved inexplicably, the years of mortals, just a hundred years, the years of immortal cultivators, although Yangshou was greatly extended with the profundity of the Tao, but it could be a thousand years, for these young people, it was too long and too long, even if it was this old man, he should be tired.
At this time, the voice of the Xuanqi Elder of the Imperial Sword Pavilion who had only listened sounded-
"Today, in the competition, Yan Ruoxue of Forgotten Dust Peak is against Lin Xuan of Lige Peak, and Lin Chen of Forgotten Dust Peak is against Dayan Peak and Ning is evil!"
Hearing this, Lin Chen, who was standing silently behind Yan Jingchen, raised his head slightly, looking at the crowd in the direction of Dayan Peak not far away, Ning Guixie happened to look over, the two looked at each other and smiled, and looked away.