Chapter 430: Fireworks of Love, Eternal Life Tribulation - Beginning "Twenty days."Shi Mingguang gave an exact number. His eyes were closed and his expression was determined, as if he was completely confident in his judgment. "Only twenty days?" Song Lin lowered his head and muttered to himself. "Fellow Daoist Yang. I see that Chen Changshou has a demon in his mind. He looks like a human but not a human. However, his body is full of vitality, as if countless souls are wailing inside him." Tell Song Lin in detail what he had seen today. This includes the possibility that there may have been no one alive in Changsheng Bookstore, and even the possibility that Chen Changshou poisoned his own cubs. Finally, he said with a worried look: "His cultivation has reached the edge of reversing life and death. After taking this step, he will be on the road to immortality and the realm of Dharma! Tens of thousands of cultivators have died in Baimang Mountain. If he continues to kill..." He hesitated. Twenty days later, it’s the first day of the first lunar month.

A new year begins with a lot of things to be done. If Chen Changshou really lets survive this day, seeks another kind of immortality, and escapes to the mountains and seas, they will never have another chance! "Haven't you noticed that he's been attacking less and less these days?" Song Lin looked calm, as if he had already made a plan in mind. "This……" Shi Mingguang couldn't help but think about it and found that it was indeed the case. Song Lin smiled and said, "This may be because he has eaten enough people. The more likely possibility is that he still has concerns in his heart, and ordinary casual cultivators are not enough for him to eat." "After all, there are still three Dharma Immortals in Baimang Mountain. If the various sects are forced into a corner, they can ask the wandering ancestors to come out and kill a dying person. It will be easy." “So…” Shi Mingguang’s heart tightened. "So he must be waiting secretly, waiting for us to let down our guard, and then making a big move!" Song Lin said affirmatively. "If you want to do something big, you must have the right opportunity. During this period of time, there has been a lot of panic in Baimang Mountain, and every family has closed their mountain gates. This opportunity is only..." Shi Mingguang's face was filled with horror. "New Year's Eve!" Song Lin spoke word by word. "He's going to attack the Demon-Suppressing City!" Shi Mingguang exclaimed in shock. Time flies. December 15, December 18, December 24, Little New Year... Ever since Song Lin appeared in the Demon-Suppressing City, the entire Baimang Mountain area within hundreds of thousands of miles and hundreds of cities have been peaceful. The Demon-Suppressing City at the foot of Baimang Mountain, where the spiritual practice spirit is at its peak, is gradually regaining its former prosperity. The monks coming and going are exchanging what they have, and the families and their men are gradually relaxing their vigilance. Many cultivators from hundreds of sects in Mangshan came to express their gratitude and thanks for Song Lin’s contribution. It seemed that in their eyes, all this was because of the scene he caused in Changsheng Bookstore that day, which scared away the evil demon that had committed countless murders. All this happened just as Song Lin had expected.

However, unlike others, he and some of the senior members of the Master's family had already faintly sensed a depressing atmosphere of impending storm. Who would be the one to bear the brunt of the snowstorm? December 28th. Baimang Mountain. Changsheng Bookstore. The snow is heavy and the sky and earth are vast. A figure stood alone on the top of the mountain, gazing at the faint lights in the distant night sky. for a long time. He walked down the mountain slowly, with an unsteady gait, like an old man about to be buried. After a while. Chen Changshou finally returned to the house, shook off the snow and wind from his shoulders, and sat cross-legged in the darkness. The dim little house was filled with a silent sadness. Three lamps glowed dimly, becoming the only light in the entire Changsheng Bookstore. "Three days... Only three days left." A low voice seemed to come out from between teeth, "Yang Qingyuan, you forced me to do this! If I can't eat others, can't I eat you?" "Do you know that the smell on your body... is so fragrant! That is the most delicious flesh and blood in the world!" The dying old man stared at the three bright lights and murmured like a devil from hell. "If I eat you, I will become an immortal! Live forever! Hahahaha" Suddenly a crazy laughter echoed in the silent Changsheng Bookstore. December 30th, New Year’s Eve. Nine Gods City. Cang Xiuyuan, who had returned for a long time, finally received news from the Demon-Suppressing City. "The cows and horses died?" He couldn't help but frown and checked the message carefully. "Yang Qingyuan appeared in Baimang Mountain? And he even found out about Changsheng Book House? Interesting, really interesting." He sighed regretfully. "This Yang Qingyuan is really a strange man. He can actually kill the ghosts of the ghost clan from a distance. However, the Buddha's golden body has already tampered with Chen Changshou's memory, making him think that he is the reincarnation of the mortal world..." "Yang Qingyuan, you are destined to find nothing!" His expression kept changing, sometimes laughing, sometimes sighing. "It's a pity that it's already New Year's Eve, and it's too late to rush to the Demon-Suppressing City. Chen Changshou, I hope you won't let me down... You must help me kill Song Lin!" - Bang bang bang~~ Strings of fireworks rose into the sky.

The busy streets are bustling with people. Song Lin was in the middle of it, but he felt as if there was a veil separating him from the whole world. The difference between immortals and mortals. After getting rid of Chen Changshou, he was able to learn the story of his parents, completely cut off worldly ties and devote himself to cultivation. Under the guidance of fate and destiny, he obtained the complete "Changsheng'e Qingdi Sutra". In this vast earthly world, it seems that there is nothing worth staying in...right? "After we get over Xia Gu Can, we'll go back to Sanjiang. Uncle Chen and Mr. Eleven probably won't want to come. If Liuyun and Sister Yuan are willing to come out and explore... the quiet mountain can become a little more lively." Unknowingly. He walked onto a street full of lanterns. A familiar figure was standing in front of the lantern stall, looking up and quietly observing the riddles. The woman was dressed in white as white as snow, like a fairy from the martial arts world. Her elegant and otherworldly temperament was mixed with a bit of heroic spirit, which made her particularly moving in the night. "Tan Tai Xuan Yin." At this moment, she was dressed as Tan Tai Xuan Yin. Song Lin was confused. At the end of the year, she was not in the mountains, not looking for the people from the ninth branch of the Song family to reunite, but instead came to this stall where she had come across it once. "Hey, sir, we meet again!" The old man who was selling things at the stall looked up casually and immediately greeted me enthusiastically. "My father-in-law." Song Lin nodded and stepped forward. As if hearing a familiar voice, the beauty in front suddenly turned around. Bang bang~~ Fireworks explode in the night sky. The red light reflected on Song Lin's clothes, as bright as smoke, and in Tan Tai Xuanyin's eyes, it seemed to be the only color in the world. She couldn't help but stare in amazement. "Fairy Tantai." Song Lin's voice came, and it seemed a little unfamiliar after not seeing it for many years. "Qingyuan." The name Tan Tai Xuan Yin remains the same. The two went from strangers to familiarity, and from familiarity to strangers again, as if they had gone through a long cycle. Given their current status, it has indeed been a long time since they last met. Ever since the hug at Twenty-Four Bridge that night.

"Why are you here?" Song Lin said softly. "I heard you were here, I..." Before Tan Tai Xuan Yin finished speaking, her face had already turned a little pinker. "You came to see me?" Song Lin suppressed the throbbing in his heart. "I don't know anyone in Donglin, so I went down the mountain to walk alone. I heard you were here, so... I came to see you." "Really? I was asked to do something here." "Well, did it go well?" “Everything is under control.” "That's good." Tan Tai Xuan Yin nodded slightly. "I heard that you have already become a disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng, embarked on the path of Taoism, and have made great progress in your practice. Congratulations!" Song Lin said. "What about you?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin nodded lightly, and then asked a question in return. "As for me, I still have some worldly ties to fulfill and some things to do. After I have finished with this earthly world, I will go up to the mountain to practice." Song Lin said cheerfully. Do not know why. Although he already knew that Tan Tai Xuan Yin was Song Xiang Yu, he felt no pressure at all when chatting with her now. It seemed that the troubles between the two of them had been completely forgotten. Is the earthly bond not over yet? Tan Tai Xuan Yin bit her teeth lightly and asked, "Is it the engagement you mentioned?" "This...I guess so." Song Lin didn't know how to answer. The two of them stood in front of the lantern stall, chatting as if no one was around. The old man behind the stall listened to every word and couldn't help but widen his dim eyes. Two months ago. He had seen this young man with another equally outstanding girl, and with the old man's rich life experience, he could clearly see the ambiguous relationship between the two. result. Looking at the expressions of the man and woman at this time, it is clear that they have some affection for each other. and! This young man is already engaged!

"Oh my good Lord, how can such a fickle man deserve such a beautiful woman? Looking at the girl, it seems that she knows that the other party is engaged, but she is still in love with him..." The old man couldn't help feeling confused. He has been selling lanterns for a lifetime and has met countless lovers, but this is the first time he has seen such a scumbag! Damn it! "Then...when will you get married?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin's voice sounded a little more cautious. She couldn't let go after all. He said that he wanted to cut off his hair and devote himself to spiritual practice, but in fact, it was she who was deeply in love and had not yet completed his relationship with her. "Probably not." Song Lin shook his head slightly. "No?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin's tone inadvertently rose a little. "Ah." Song Lin turned his head and looked at the night sky. "Maybe, there will be no chance in this lifetime." "fair enough." Tan Tai Xuan Yin nodded slightly, with a look of delight on her face. The two of them cut off their worldly ties and devoted themselves to cultivation. In the future, they might even be able to support each other and become each other's companions on the road to immortality. A companion on the road! Her life was like a joke, and she felt unworthy of getting married. If he had a similar experience... Think of this. Tan Tai Xuan Yin felt more and more delighted. Although I know I shouldn't do this, I can't help it. Bang bang bang~~ The fireworks in the night sky become more and more dazzling. "You two, have you reached an agreement? It's almost midnight and the new year is about to begin. It's time for me, an old man, to close my stall." The old man's voice came, reminding the two. "Oh, I'm sorry." Song Lin and Tan Tai Xuan Yin came back to their senses and couldn't help but smile at each other. "Father, give me a lantern to give away." Song Lin took out his purse from his waist. Tan Tai Xuan Yin couldn't help but lower her head, her pretty face slightly red. Didn't she come here deliberately just to wait for this moment? Song Xiangyu has it, and Tan Tai Xuanyin is also good. Although it's strange, I know I shouldn't be jealous of myself. But she just couldn't help but think about it.

"Not for sale." But unexpectedly, the old man refused outright. "Not selling?" Do not know why. Song Lin always felt that the other person looked at him with some contempt. Suddenly, there was a chill around me. The old man was completely unaware and continued calmly, "Do you see the plaque behind me?" The two looked up. A tattered and yellowed white cloth, with the four big characters "A Perfect Match" faded over the years. But the old man said, "I never charge for this stall. I only give it to those who are destined to receive it! If the distinguished guest is satisfied, he will leave some money for us." "But if you encounter some... hehe" He snorted twice, "Since the two of you are already engaged, it's not a good match. It's better to call it quits so as not to regret it for the rest of your life." He looked at Song Lin with a firm attitude and increasingly contemptuous eyes. It seems to be saying: I am giving you face by not exposing you in public for giving a gift to another woman. "..."Song Lin was speechless. Tan Tai Xuan Yin's heart was shaken. She subconsciously held her heart with her bare hands, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes. Yes! They were not meant to be together, but meant to be together. If he continued to pester her, would he only bring pain to her? Her life is fucked up. But Yang Qingyuan still has a bright future. He doesn't have to be worse off than himself, and he is certainly not inferior to Song Lin in any way. "He finally got rid of his engagement. If I drag him down..." "What if I insist?" Song Lin's face couldn't help but darken. It's a good thing that the old man has his own persistence, but can he please stop interfering at this time? "If you don't want to sell it, you won't sell it!" The old man remained firm and refused to give in. "you--" "Father, I understand." Tan Tai Xuan Yin's fragile voice sounded.

The elegant figure slowly and sadly turned around in the wind and snow. this moment. The dazzling fireworks between heaven and earth seemed to be eclipsed. 'Old stubborn!' Song Lin glared at the old man and was about to try to keep him. Suddenly the old man said, "Young lady, you can't take the lanterns with you, but you can leave some things behind. I have been setting up stalls for half my life, and I have always believed in fate. This is the rule, please forgive me." "Ok?" The two of them couldn't help but stop. Tan Tai Xuan Yin turned her head slightly and asked, "How can I stay?" "Give each other pens and ink, leaving them for those who come later and are destined to be with us." The old man smiled again: "As long as I am still alive, this pen and ink will always be here. It can be regarded as your good relationship being entrusting here, leaving a beautiful hope." "how?" "Do not--" "it is good!" Two voices sounded at the same time. Song Lin wanted to refuse, but Tan Tai Xuan Yin agreed directly. "please." The old man took out the four treasures of the study neatly and efficiently. Swish~~ A few moments. The wind stops when the pen falls. Tan Tai Xuan Yin lowered his head and hid his face in the night. The voice was calm: "Drink a cup for me, and I will make three wishes for you. One is that the world will be peaceful, two is that you will be healthy, and three is that I will see you often when I am old." "I borrow half of a poem by an old man to give to Brother Yang. When we meet again in the future, we will be fellow Taoists..." "..." Song Lin just felt his heart was in a mess. "Qingyuan." Tan Tai Xuan Yin looked up at Song Lin, with a hint of expectation in her eyes. Song Lin didn't know what she was expecting.

A helpless sigh. He took the brush and started writing. A few moments. A complete poem was left below the words left by Tan Tai Xuan Yin. [The east wind blows thousands of flowers at night. The stars fall like rain. The road is filled with the fragrance of BMW and carved carriages. The sound of phoenix flutes moves, the light of jade pots turns, and fish and dragons dance all night. The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow. The smile is full of fragrance. I searched for him among the crowd for thousands of times. Suddenly I turned around and saw that person standing in the dim light! ] Bang bang bang~~ Countless fireworks suddenly burst into the sky. The hour is approaching. People began to set off firecrackers, drive away the Nian monster, bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, and celebrate with the whole family. Amidst the fireworks of thousands of homes. Tan Tai Xuan Yin quietly looked at Song Lin's figure, listening to the old man reciting poetry in amazement, and couldn't help being a little dazed. On the noisy street, the two looked at each other. In Song Lin's eyes, Tan Tai Xuan Yin was also absolutely beautiful under the lights at this moment. "Ah~~" a roar that shook the earth. The entire demon-suppressing city suddenly shook, as if the fireworks from all the houses had really startled the Nian monster. The dark night instantly invaded the gorgeous night sky, and for a moment, all the fireworks were extinguished, and everything was silent. "Yang Qingyuan, your death date has arrived!" (End of this chapter)