Chapter 1136

On New Year's Eve, Shouyang city has a festive atmosphere for the new year. Every family is busy celebrating the festival. There are few idle people in the streets. Cooking smoke rises from the chimneys of all families. The sweet smell of fried crispy meat, preserves and maltose fills the streets. Hardworking people are preparing food for the new year's festival, and tourists who travel far away also return home with swords. It is the time for human reunion. There are still many visitors to the old land of Liufu.

Jingtian and his wife came to Liu's mansion and were in trouble. Therefore, the place has long been uninhabited. Except for the backyard where peach blossoms are invincible all year round, there are tourists in other places. It doesn't look like someone's place to live in seclusion.

"I don't know where the contemporary Qin heart is hiding. How can we find it?" Jingtian, Tang Xuejian and longkui walked around the house for seven or eight times. He not only got nothing, but also got hungry. The practitioner was quick in five senses. He smelled the delicious food and wine of every family in the city, and the greedy insects were all made.

Longkui said in a good voice, "don't worry, brother. All generations of Qin heart successors have to participate in the repair in Liu's house. It's just that it's not time. We can't see it."

Tang Xuejian said sarcastically, "since you have so much knowledge, why don't you tell us when the time has come?"

"I don't know how to count these, but we can burn a prayer note. If the host is at home, we will naturally meet." longkui touched a spirit machine and held it like an ivory Wat in her hand. In a low voice, "come to visit under the divine sword door. Please don't hesitate to talk." she burned the prayer note and turned it into a fragrant soul and flew into the backyard.

Tang Xue didn't know the origin of longkui. She only said that this person appeared and disappeared, and Jingtian was vague about her. Now it seems that there are many secrets. It's not wise to leave such dangerous people around. It's hateful that Jingtian, an immortal flower radish, became obsessed with her.

She thought like this in her heart, and her face was also unhappy. She always dared to love and hate, and was not afraid to offend people.

Jingtian glances at Tang Xuejian's look and feels bitter. He doesn't want to confess the truth with Tang Xuejian, but his family is not familiar with this inexplicable past sister and doesn't want to talk behind his back. Longkui's eyes are quiet and reserved, so he doesn't want to talk with Tang Xuejian. The three of them came all the way. Their taste was hard to understand. It was more messy than the sauce bottle in the shop.

However, it was said that the fragrance flew into the backyard, and the aroma of peach blossoms suddenly became strong, which was praised by the guests who visited and watched in the front yard and hall. Jingtian also smelled the faint fragrance of peach petals. He intuitively felt comfortable physically and mentally, as if he had changed the weather of March on earth. The crisp wind hit him and made him calm.

Tang Xue saw that he smelled such fragrance, and the frost and snow on his face suddenly disappeared, showing people only with an implicit look. The face of Solanum nigrum was reminiscent, and whispered in Jingtian's ear: "Sister Liu also loves this aroma most, but she won't come back after Brother Yun's death. The peach flowers in Han's valley have died, and I haven't smelled the aroma of the peach flowers for 200 years."

Her words were light and soft, but Tang Xuejian still heard clearly. She couldn't help being surprised by the deep meaning of longkui's words.

"Sister Liu, who is Brother Yun?"

Longkui's correct eyes stared at Tang Xue for a while. His eyes were like a quiet pool, reflecting the scene in people's heart. Tang Xue saw it as a provocation, so he looked at her directly. After all, longkui smiled and whispered, "Brother Yun's name is yuntianhe, and sister Liu is Liu Mengli."

"Ah!" Tang Xue was surprised. "What are you talking about in your dream! How many years ago were the four masters of divine sword! How do you recognize them?"

Longkui winked at her, "I recognize it, so what?"

Tang Xue saw that the moth eyebrows stood up and was about to attack. Jingtian hurriedly turned off the topic, "wait, listen, is there a piano sound?"

What he said is true. If there is a piano sound, the tone is light and comfortable. It is the joy of sitting around drinking tea and drinking wine and talking about green plum. In this winter, not only has the aroma of peach blossom, but also such a warm spring tune. People really forget the frost and snow in the first month and regard the snow and ice all over the sky as falling pear flowers.

The sound of the piano was heard clearly in my ears, but I couldn't tell where it came from. It was the same in my two ears. For a moment, I felt it came from all directions, and for a moment, it seemed to come from the bottom of my heart. It can be seen that the zither player has profound Taoism. If an ordinary martial artist can practice Qi successfully, he can also use the method of transmitting sound. It is still in his ear about 30 meters away. His skill is deeper. In addition, some strange people of Taoism can transmit sound for hundreds of miles. He is like a ghost roaring, which makes people unable to understand the source of sound.

Like this, those who make the piano sound straight to the bottom of their heart and care about nature are afraid to have learned the magic power and know the true cultivation of the soul like listening.

"I think it must be the contemporary Qin heart that is leading us to meet!" Jingtian doesn't care how mysterious the sound is, he just greatly appreciates that the sound is timely and avoids the embarrassment of his two ends.

There are priorities. Tang Xue sees that she knows the general character. Naturally, she secretly hates Jingtian's disgusting cowardly behavior, but at present, big Ren can't tolerate selfish infighting.

The three of them went to the backyard. Originally, it was only a peach blossom garden. Except that it was invincible in four seasons, there was nothing strange. The heroes all over the world respected the four divine swords, so they rarely set foot here. It was Shouyang people who often came here to enjoy flowers and scenery in March and spring every year.

Because of the sound of the zither, when they looked at the peach forest again, they saw the miasma of fog. They carefully stepped through the fog. Suddenly, a woman in purple appeared next to the waterside pavilion in front, turned her back to the people, and adjusted the harp with her bare hand.

After a break, the man got up and looked back. Longkui suddenly exclaimed, "Sister Liu! Why are you?!"

Jingtian and Tang Xue saw the man's face and immediately thrilled. This man is not Qin Zong, and who can Liu Mengli be? She is no different from the portrait in the ancestral hall of the divine sword sect. They quickly bowed and bowed, "have you seen Master Liu!"

"Who is sister Liu?" the woman in purple shirt said with a smile, "eh, what are you two doing? I'm not a master Liu."

Longkui frowned slightly, "Sister Liu, what's the matter with you?"

The purple shirted woman picked up the harp and came here. She looked immortal. She was really a romantic figure through the ages. It is said that in those years, when the four sects went to the divine world, Liu Da Yan covered the immortal E and was ashamed of the divine Ji. Therefore, she was known as the first beauty in the six worlds. Jing Tian and Tang Xue were surprised by the people in the painting when they saw them in the ancestral hall. Now they know that the beauty in the painting is only three colors and seven here. The two of them were blinded by it.

"Hee, you're a fool." the purple goddess was lively and happy. She looked like a cardamom girl who didn't reach the hairpin. She didn't have much magic power. It seemed that she was just a younger generation with the same appearance as Liu Mengli.

"Miss, how dare you ask your name?" Jingtian's face was full of smiles. At this time, he showed his ingenuity again.

"Me? My name is Zhuang Mengdie."

Jingtian boasted that the name was beautiful, which set off her peerless beauty. Zhuang Mengdie in purple was amused by his clever mouth, and the peach blossoms in the garden seemed to wither for a time.

"Well, well, I'm going to laugh to death. Are you looking for me? What happened to the divine sword door?"

Tang Xue saw that Jingtian's gallant appearance was not refreshing. He immediately removed the lustful ghost and told the truth of the situation.

Zhuang Mengdie nodded slightly after hearing this, "well, I'll go with you." she got up and moved her lotus steps gently, but she went back to the room, but she wore a veil on her face, "wait a long time."

Jingtian didn't give up her beauty's Fairy face. She secretly said it was a pity. Tang Xue immediately stamped her big toe, which made him blush with pain.

The four were together. Zhuang Mengdie lit a cloud to carry herself. It was really immortal, but it was more elegant than the three swordsmen. She was not a quiet lady, so she invited Xuejian and longkui to talk to the clouds. But a moment later, they talked and laughed, but they were harmonious.

Jingtian silently hung at the back, shrinking his shoulders and drooping his back, which made people laugh.

When they returned to the divine sword gate, the eldest martial brother had not yet returned, but hurriedly spread several brocade books. His words and words changed dramatically. Thousands of people had understood the evil law in the screen wall, and life had been ruined along the East China Sea.

The sect leader Chu Hanjing called Jingtian and her party to discuss the matter. When she saw Zhuang Mengdie, she was silent and only polite. Instead, she paid more attention to the longkui sword behind Jingtian.

"Qin's heart is in front of Chu's face, and Chu's cold mirror is polite. Thank you for your hard work. This Jimo change is unusual. After 400 years of operation, ten generations of heroes have worked hard to plan for great events. Now it's time to rise up and fight. Evil demons and gods will only obstruct and upset. It's the principle of doom operation. Whenever there is a crisis, we should work together to overcome the difficulties."

Zhuang Mengdie said with a smile, "you say you want me to help you."

"The heart of Qin has the ability to reverse dreams and listen to people's hearts in all dynasties. I want you to find out the evil methods that disturb the practice of demons, so as to suit the remedy to the case and find the corresponding strategies."

"It's simple." Qin Xin took orders.

Chu looked at Jingtian with a cold mirror. "The sword behind you is something possessed by elder longkui?"

Longkui sword trembled slightly and seemed to say hello. Chu Hanjing had a warm smile on his face for a moment, "so you are the elder brother of longkui who has been waiting for many years. She has fulfilled her wish."

"Lord Chu, i... I don't remember who I was or how I was in my previous life."

"It's not a bad thing. Sometimes if you live too long, it's better to die early. How short is a hundred years of life. Since the past can't be pursued, it's better to go back."

Jingtian only has Nuo. He secretly said: you have lived for many years. Naturally, you can say this. Uncle Jing wants to live more days.

Chu Han Jing seemed to see his mind and said with a light smile, "Longevity is a great desire for cultivation, and it's not unusual for you to have such extravagant hopes. Master Yun preaches Dharma all over the world. Today's human world is rich in spiritual opportunities and is a treasure land for cultivation. Therefore, everyone can preach and practice magic methods, and those who can consistently increase their life. However, if they don't become immortal gods, they can't have thousands of years. I ask you, if you spend a lot of time camping and painstaking cultivation, people will be like wood and stone, and they will make a vain attempt to ascend to the immortal for a hundred years, Is it possible to practice like this? I boast that the way of heaven is merciless, and regard all things as grass dogs. I will be happy when I see benefits, angry when I see damage, crazy when I see color, and crazy when I see death. People are just food and livestock. If they are strong, they will be Ling, and if they are weak, they will be flattering. Once they become a way, fish and meat will produce people. How can I practice like this? "

"This, of course, is not good."

"There is no shortage of these two types of friars in the world. It should be noted that immortals and gods monopolize the spirit of lightness. They are insatiable and greedy. They regard human suffering as nothing, and their words will be called the way of heaven. It is bad morality and hypocrisy to do nothing at all. If there are creatures with disrespectful words, they will be angry and bully the weak. All those who want to become immortals and gods will follow the example of these humble creatures Isn't it ridiculous that the way of heaven is the standard and trembles like walking on thin ice? "

"This, indeed."

"You are young and have beautiful women in your life. You don't have to worry about cultivation. Now your standard is good and you can keep your youth forever. In the future, don't immortals envy you to visit mountains and rivers and indulge in heaven and earth? Are you still dissatisfied with such a hundred years of life?"

Tang Xue took a cold look at Jingtian after hearing the speech. Even if he had the idea of dying soon, he hurried out to smile. Unfortunately, he had already turned his head.

For a moment, Chu Hanjing seemed to be in memory.

Jingtian only felt embarrassed, so she asked her, "has the door Lord ever liked anyone?"

Chu Hanjing shook his head, "I have never experienced the relationship between men and women, but I have thought about it, but I can't find a satisfactory one. I'm used to such days, but my old friends are far away, so there are not many things I miss. When major events are achieved, I will resign my position as leader, return to my hometown and leave."

"Sect leader..." Jingtian and his disciples exclaimed, and both wanted to stop talking.

"Oh, death is a great fortune in the world. You will understand later." she stopped. "Well, don't talk about gossip. You two go back first. The great disaster is coming. There is always nothing wrong with good practice. You should study hard all the time after you go back and don't slack off."

"Yes, disciple."

After Jingtian went out, Tang Xue looked coldly at him. After he said less than two words, he was dodged by her royal sword. The Tang girl went back to the house to practice.

The longkui sword trembled gently and whispered, "brother, don't you apologize to sister Tang?"

"Why did you start calling her sister Tang?"

"Doesn't my brother like me to call her that?"

Jingtian was in a mess. He thought about the days when the master of Chu said that he would travel with his partners and express his feelings for the mountains and rivers. I can still remember the happiness in Yangzhou some time ago. The eyebrows and eyes of the Tang family girl were as soft as spring water at that time, which made him forget the scenery of the world, but how can he not forget her face. This fantasy followed him all the time, which made Jingtian unable to relax for a moment. At the thought of being with Tang Xuejian, listening to the words spitting out from her lips, the joy of their conversation, and her red peach like snow after drinking, all these beautiful scenes made him feel happy. He couldn't help but run to her and talk immediately.

"Oh, how I want to..."

"What do you think?" longkui said softly.

Hearing her voice, Jingtian also thought of her sister. She still remembered that when she first met, she ran at night, like a ghost hidden in the mountains and rivers. When she saw her face, tears flowed out. It was the love he owed in his previous life. He wanted to pay it back in this life, but the previous dust has gone. What's the use of leaving this sadness? I'm afraid this kind of behavior is not refreshing.

Jingtian had a question for a long time, and now he asked, "Solanum nigrum, do you have any plans in the future?"

"With my brother, of course."

"But I'll die of old age one day. Besides, if I start a family in the future, you can't follow me anymore."

Solanum nigrum was silent for a long time.

Jingtian was suddenly in deep pain, but he didn't open his mouth to recover. He was no longer a child. When he shouldn't be vague, he wouldn't pretend nothing.

"Brother, don't you want Xiaokui?"

"There's no such thing, but it's different between you and me. It can't last long after all."

"Xiaokui is very satisfied to be with her brother for one day. But can you not drive me away? Xiaokui is afraid that she will not forget you after she leaves you."

Jingtian cried again, "Alas, you'd better forget me!"

Longkui cried, "I tried. I tried for more than 1000 years, but I still can't forget. Brother, how I want to go back to the past, when there were only you and me."

"How can time go back? I'm not your brother. I'm just a pawnbroker, not the prince of Jiang."

"But you are my brother. You have the same appearance and soul. You haven't even changed your temper. It's just that you don't like Xiaokui. Did Xiaokui annoy your brother? Or did you not want me because you like her, sister Tang, brother?"

"Even without her, you and I can't do anything."

"Brother, can you look at me?" longkui showed her body and stood in front of him. Her timid eyes stared at Jingtian, and her voice was late, less than a thousand words.

Longkui's cheeks turned red, gently leaned forward on his chest, took a slow breath, and the cold breath brushed his neck. "Brother, it's good. For a thousand years, I can finally stick to you again. Brother, do you know what Xiaokui is thinking?"

"What are you thinking?"

"If you can make your brother happy, Xiaokui is willing to die, but if you want me to separate from my brother, I won't die."

Jingtian hesitated for a moment, and finally gently put his hand on her shoulder. She felt that her flesh and bones were like warm jade and slightly cool. Such infatuation provoked Tiane to be more pitiable, but he could only be ruthless. "There is no reincarnation now, longkui. If I die, I will really die. Do you have to wait for me in the world at that time?"

"Brother, I know. Xiaokui was already desperate and stayed in the clothes grave to guard the tomb, but I didn't expect you to come back. Isn't it God's will? If I can't catch you in this life, what have I been waiting for for for thousands of years? You are my result, brother." Jingtian closed his eyes, but longkui gently put his palm on his forehead, Jingtian unconsciously opened her eyes again. She was already wet with tears, but she smiled brightly. "You see, brother, you haven't changed at all. In the past, when I was capricious and had a little temper, you deliberately didn't look at me, but as long as I put my hand on your forehead, you'll open your eyes." "Xiaokui, I just want you to feel better in the future." Jingtian murmured, "I don't want you to stay in the past. I hope you can forget that Longyang. You don't live for your brother, or me, or anyone." "brother, how do you know that I'll be better without you. In fact, I like... No, if you die, I'll go with you." "no, I don't allow you to do that!" Jingtian was furious, "Why do you want to do this one by one? Is death a good thing?" "death is a great luck, brother." "don't say any more, and don't follow me. We'll go our separate ways now!" Jingtian gently withdrew and turned away without looking back. "Brother!" He pretended not to know, so he left. Even when he heard the faint cry behind him, he still didn't look back. Jingtian returned to the house and sat on his bed. He didn't stop working. In a moment, he crossed the meridians. For a moment, the Shaoyang meridians in his hand were extremely painful. He didn't care. He just did his work at will. Most of the meridians that had healed were broken again. He couldn't move Qi through the acupoints any more, and his whole body was bleeding, Jingtian lay flat on the bed and fainted. When he woke up again, it was already midnight. Jingtian looked inside for a moment and determined that he was almost a half dead loser. He was relieved at once. It was only easy to damage and difficult to rebuild. Jingtian stayed in the house for seven days, which dispelled the sign of sudden death and made his cultivation go back a lot. The Shenjian gate is busy these days It's very busy. Originally it was to prepare a banquet to celebrate the new year's festival, but now it's busy suppressing thieves and evil spirits. Mengdie of Qinxin Zhuang has learned the Jimo evil Dharma, and everyone just realized that this is by no means a simple evil skill. The so-called killing practice is just the simplest method among them, and its real essence is to draw the spirit of living people and living demons and create a royal seal, which is used to seal the spiritual veins of mountains and rivers , is the real way to live forever. No wonder these demons call it the magic method of immortals and never admit it as the evil skill of blood sacrifice. Chu Hanjing knew that the situation was critical, so he went to Kunlun to ring the Dharma bell and invited the leaders of the world's practice sects to discuss with the famous elders in casual practice. Four hundred years ago, all the heroes gathered in Kunlun, and the Dharma bell was forged by the ancestor of divine sword Yun Tianhe. The heroes took the initiative to make an oath, if so When the bell rings, there must be a echo. The Dharma messenger must not be slack. For 400 years, the bell has only been sounded once. So the world hears the sound and moves. Jingtian has never participated in the Dharma meeting. His injury is so serious that Tang Xue saw that he should have been accompanied and stayed to take care of him. Even dogs in Shenjian Valley turned into human beings to attend the Dharma meeting. Now only two of them are left.