Meet the moon again

Chapter 10

The clouds in the sky came and went, the white waves rolled on the sky, and the warm glow shuttled behind the clouds.The sun shines through the clouds, shining between the mountains and forests, and the vegetation casts mottled shadows on the land.

The streams in the mountains are murmuring, bypassing the lush and lush forests, and converging into a clear pool among the lush vegetation.The forest birds were still chirping, and the cicadas on the trees kept ringing.

At the depth of the pool is a valley, so narrow that only one person can pass through it.Qi Lin saw Liu Wengui lightly tapped his toes, stepped on the water without a trace, and disappeared into the crevice of the valley after a few ups and downs.

Swordsmanship has always been inseparable from the assistance of bodywork. Jianzong's bodywork is mainly based on Liuyun footwork, which emphasizes lightness and agility.Those who have climbed to the top will swim away like a spirit snake, stepping on the snow after being startled, and the wind passes without a trace.

Liu Wengui's movement method is like this.

Qi Lin withdrew his thoughts and jumped up.The surrounding wind stirred his long hair and blew his clothes.With his hands on his back, he stepped on it in mid-air, and within a few turns, he had already stepped across the narrow valley.

suddenly see the light.

Behind the valley was an open space, and the first thing that caught Qi Lin's eyes was a stone tablet rising from the ground.The stone tablet was about two people high, five people shoulder to shoulder width, and on it was the word "buried" sharply carved with the edge of a sword. It seemed to forcibly divide the Chu River and Han boundary here.

The two stone walls stand opposite each other, and the widest distance between them is about a hundred meters.After passing through the valley, the water turns into a stream again and winds its way through the area.

The mist rose densely, and the milky white clouds entangled in it, almost covering the scenes before Qi Lin's eyes.But he still vaguely saw hundreds of sword blades sticking crookedly on both sides of the stream, all of which were left by the ancestors of Jianzong.

"I'll go deep to investigate, you be careful." Liu Wengui's voice came into his head, probably because of his awe of these swords, he didn't make a sound, but directly transmitted the sound to him.

Qi Lin nodded, and immediately released his spiritual sense to sense the breath on these swords.

He seemed to have fallen into a vast world, and the humming wind from the valley faded away in his ears, and he seemed to hear the small whispers one after another, mixed with the heavy and solemn buzzing bells.Thousands of voices rushed into his ears, like countless people whispering in his ears, making his head almost torn apart.His soul was shaken, as if thousands of silver needles had pierced into his blood.A strange feeling rushed up his chest, and then gradually spread out, forcing him to withdraw his strength.

Long swords have spirits, not to mention these swords that have been in the sword mound for hundreds or even thousands of years.

They were rejecting Qi Lin's spiritual invasion, and subconsciously fought back. Although it would not cause him to lose his life, it was enough for Qi Lin to suffer a little.

"That's why I hate coming to Jianzong the most." Qi Lin complained softly, pinched a formula in his hand, and injected it into his body along the meridians in his hand.

The warm current flowed to his limbs along the spiritual veins, slightly relieving the tingling pain.Qi Lin glanced at the words on the stele, walked in with his legs.

If he is not allowed to search with his spiritual sense, he can't find them one by one.

Zhongqing's sword doesn't match him. His personality is clean and simple, and he refuses to wear extra accessories on weekdays.But Qingshuang is different. Qingshuang's sword hilt has complicated cloud patterns, the handle is also carved, and even embedded with jade.It doesn't look like a sword cultivator's sword, but rather like the sabers of those princes and nobles.However, that being said, anyone who sees Zhong Qing unleashing his sword will wipe out all these thoughts in an instant.

Qi Lin shuttled slowly through the sword, looking around unceasingly.Most of these swords are the same, and some of them have even rusted due to their age.

Liu Wengui didn't know where he went, he disappeared long ago, as if he was the only one left in this huge place.

He walked step by step until he saw a figure.

A figure he was all too familiar with.

He leaned over and squatted beside a sword, the blade of that sword was full of brilliance, and subtle spiritual power was entwined on it, it was different from the long swords sleeping peacefully next to it, one could tell people to notice it just by looking at it .

Qi Lin stared fixedly at his back through more than a dozen long swords. I don't know if it was because of the sunlight, but his exposed skin looked a little pale, as if it was going to disappear in a few moments.

Qi Lin opened his mouth, spit out a dry "Love", and then couldn't stop walking towards him quickly.

He pursed his lips, trying to look less impatient.He had fantasized about countless times that he and Zhong Qing would meet again, some of which were when he punched Zhong Qing and asked him why he wanted to kill himself at that time, and some of which he hugged Zhong Qing wholeheartedly and pressed him for an explanation in his ear.

But when he saw it, he didn't want to say anything.If Zhong Qing is willing to tell him, he will listen.If you don't want to... If you don't want to, then you don't want to.

The other party was still dressed in white, but the body wrapped in the robe was even thinner.He slowly raised his head, met Shang Qi Lin's gaze, and said nonchalantly, "You're still here."

Qi Lin was quite annoyed by his attitude, but he still joked and said, "Why, do you have to agree?"

Zhong Qing seemed to have expected his attitude, and did not refute or answer.He stretched out his hand, a little halo appeared on his fingertips, and surrounded the two of them out of thin air, isolating them from the outside world.

"You did this because you were afraid that I would disturb these sword spirits?"

"Yes."

He admitted it happily, but Qi Lin was not happy in his heart.He first secretly scolded Zhong Qing several times in his heart, and then stared at his bloodless face: "What's going on with you?"

"As you know, I'm dead." He said word by word, his tone so flat that he seemed to be talking about someone else's situation, "What is attached to Qingshuang is my remnant soul."

"Oh." Qi Lin replied sullenly, and the flame in his heart was instantly ignited by the person in front of him.

"How long?" Zhong Qing asked him.

"500 years." Qi Lin said fiercely, "You have trapped me for 500 years."

"500 years..." He stared blankly at the sky, and after a while turned his head to look at Qi Lin, "You shouldn't have come here."

Qi Lin said anxiously on the spot: "What do you mean?"

Why shouldn't you come here?Does it mean that he shouldn't come to Jianzong to make trouble, or shouldn't come to find his sword?

Zhong Qing's tone was flat: "It's been 500 years, you should forget about me."

Qi Lin frowned, lied and said: "I think you are out of your mind, or are you too self-sufficient? I came here to take away your Qingshuang and break it in front of your grave, so that you can know that you lied to me. What will happen to you, don't give yourself money."

"Qi Lin." Zhong Qing paused and continued, "It's time for you to start your own life."

It was no less than a thunderbolt, striking Qi Lin's body vigorously.He is not a natural monster, nor is he a monk who is half way into a demon.He just swallowed the inner alchemy of a certain great demon by chance, and once transformed into a demon, he has now become a demon.He doesn't know those people, and he doesn't want to make friends with them. He has seen too many boring people, and they are not worth his time.

Until he met love.This person is really the most interesting sword cultivator. He clearly said that there is no balance between immortals and demons. He obviously resisted his own contact at first, but at the moment when he was seriously injured, he still gave a helping hand without hesitation.

He moved Qi Lin more than anything else in the world.

But it was such love that at the last moment, he fought back against him and drove him to Tiger Mountain with a group of monks.

Now, he still said that he wants him to forget him?Want him to start his own life?

"What do you mean?" Qi Lin asked coldly.

He has asked this sentence twice.

Zhong Qing looked at him calmly, her pair of peach blossom eyes were dull, like a pool of stagnant water.No matter how the spring breeze passes through the border, not a single flower will bloom.

"I was ordered to get close to you. You are carrying a magic pill, so you have to guard against it. That day | when you went to the Sword Sect, it was the Sect Master who asked me to leave with you."

It was obviously a very simple sentence, but it didn't make any words in Qi Lin's ears.His hands trembled with anger, without the cover of wide sleeves, Zhong Qing could see his clenched fists at a glance.

"Later on Tiger Mountain, I was indeed with them and wanted to take your life. But the magic pill is too strong, we can't destroy it anyway, so we have to seal you." Zhong Qing took a deep breath. With a heavy tone, his eyes wandered and he didn't know where to look, "Qi Lin, I'm the one who betrayed you, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry is enough?" Qi Lin walked in, and met Shang Zhongqing's calm gaze, "Just a light 'I owe you', just want to draw a line with me, let me forgive you for what you have done thing?"

He thought, from the moment he woke up, all he could think about was love.Seeing Liu Wengui, what he thought was love.When I saw Zhong Jingping, I also felt that they were alike.Everyone is like him, and everyone is not him.He didn't even care much about the story a hundred years ago, he just wanted to wait for the spell to be released, and it was like looking for his afterlife to start again.But he just came to Jianzong, and finally met Zhongqing. Not only did this person not explain to him what happened back then, but he also wanted to draw a line with him.

"Love, you really shouldn't be called that name."

Zhong Qing said: "You were not born for me, so you don't have to waste your time on me."

He was like a wisp of smoke and dust, which dissipated as soon as the wind blew, and there was no trace of him anymore.Qi Lin watched him disappear in front of him, and stood there in a daze at a loss.

The wind in the valley whimpered and blew, and the long swords around trembled and screamed.

It's a bit cold, Qi Lin thought, wrapping his clothes tightly.

Later, when he recalled this conversation again, he suddenly realized that there were too many contradictions in Zhong Qing's words, but it was a pity that his mind was in a mess at this time, so he didn't even bother to think about what Zhong Qing said.

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