Chapter 270 Tantai Xuanyin, Song Xiangyu [4500 words][Seven thousand years... Donglin... Youquan... Wushuang... Five generations... Sword... Bodhi... Immortal... Demon...] One broken character after another flashed before my eyes. Song Lin struggled to identify it for a long time and finally analyzed some things. The past lives or previous lives of these people had intersected in ancient times. That must have been a glorious era, when all the brilliant practitioners came together, either passively or actively. They united to fight against an invincible being, but eventually they all fell and were reincarnated. Of course, it is also possible that they were just insignificant supporting roles at that time. Therefore, with so many main fates, Song Lin could barely get a glimpse of the glorious era back then. "Was it the catastrophe caused by the golden statue of the Clavicle Bodhisattva? Not necessarily... A few million people were probably just a drop in the bucket for Cangzhou and Donglin at that time." Song Lin took a deep breath. "No matter what, this previous life—I'm going!" He has made up his mind to go back seven thousand years to see the real scenery on the top of the mountain.
Then. Jian Wuxin and Tan Tai Xuanyin, who were suspected to be the swords of the fifth generation, became the focus. Their fates might be the key to Xuan Qing's fate. The next day. March 5th. Song Lin said goodbye to everyone, left Minjiang Prefecture, and sailed north alone. Passing through the ferry crossing of Linyuan City. Suddenly, a man stood at the dock and bowed towards the river: "Is it the Demon Sword Song Lin who is here?" "From Cangzhou?" Song Lin stood on the flying boat and looked at the man indifferently. "Yes, no." The visitor was dressed in blue, without any special characteristics of Cangzhou, but his temperament was unusual. He followed Bai Mi and raised his hand to push. A letter fell straight into Song Lin's hands. "A secret letter from the princess. Please read it. I will take my leave." Say it. The man flashed and disappeared at the ferry. "Princess of Cangzhou." Song Lin set sail again and opened the letter casually. [The people of Cangzhou, I cannot control them, I hope you will forgive me. The Xu family is suspected to have obtained the Dragon Essence, and the second generation of peers have benefited, including your mother.]
“Dragon essence.” Song Lin closed the letter and released energy from his palm. The letter suddenly turned into powder and scattered into the river. The people led by the Cangzhou envoy seemed to have seized the power of the Cangzhou Princess. And the information she provided... plus the information Song Lin got from the reincarnation fate disk. Dragon Yuan Sword Heart. Could it be that Xu Yunfeng, Xu Yunling, even Xu Yunxiong, and Xu Shenglan... are all destined to be the Dragon Yuan Sword Heart? What is Xu Canghai's purpose? "Why does it feel a bit like the magic master of the past, deliberately creating the three ultimate magic species. But..." Song Lin looked in the direction of Xuanlin Cave, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. "Using blood relatives as Gu, compared with the methods used by the magic master in the past, it is too inferior." Even if the six branches of the Xu family were added together, what would happen if Xu Canghai mastered the Six Elements Magic Art? Haven’t you seen that the first generation of demons created by the magic master back then failed, and even when the second generation was as outstanding as him, Han Qing, and Xuanlin Bird, he was still not very satisfied in the end. "Wait, then." "When I return from Cangzhou and establish the Golden Body, it will be the time to truly sweep away everything!" March 7th, Meizhou Sheng Island. A piece of news spread like wildfire in the world. Tan Tai Xuan Yin entered the Hun Yuan Pass and failed to break through the Divine Palace. Now his cultivation is half-wasted, his sword heart is dusty, and he has been in seclusion in Ting Xue Xiao Zhu for many days. The tenth day of March. With the arrival of Jianzhai, the position of the Saint Lady Tan Tai Xuanyin is in jeopardy. "What are you here for?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin was dressed in white, with a temperament as elegant as orchid, sitting quietly in front of the guqin in the courtyard. In front. A woman also dressed in white, with heroic features and a coldness that was completely different from Tan Tai Xuan Yin's. Lu Qingning. A disciple of Jianzhai who once competed with Tan Tai Xuanyin for the position of Jianzhai's secular lineage, but ultimately failed. He is also one of Jianzhai's true disciples. Everyone believes that there is only one true successor to Jianzhai. In fact, from ancient times to the present, there have been at least three to six true disciples of Jianzhai to ensure the uninterrupted inheritance. at this time. Lu Qingning was smiling and saying, "Junior sister's cultivation is ruined, as a senior sister, of course I have the obligation to come and see her." But although she was smiling, there was no trace of smile in her eyes, so that her originally bright and beautiful face looked a little ugly. "Ah." Tan Tai Xuan Yin responded indifferently.
"Since Senior Sister Lu is here, I will leave all the matters concerning the martial arts world to you." "It's disrespectful." Lu Qingning's expression changed slightly. She thought she would have to use a lot of words to force Tan Tai Xuan Yin to give up the power in her hands. She never thought that the other party would take the initiative to give up the power without even opening her mouth. Looking at Tan Tai Xuan Yin's calm face, Lu Qing Ning suddenly felt an inexplicable disgust in her heart. She was still like this, as if she was not interested in anything and didn't want to fight for anything. But everything always belonged to her inexplicably in the end! The favor of Yunhailu, the love of the elders in the sect, the care of fellow disciples... Why! It was obvious that he was the direct descendant who grew up in Jianzhai, and she was just an outsider who had only arrived at Jianzhai five years ago! Why does everyone favor her? Why can she become the representative of Jianzhai's secular lineage? It is obvious that she is the most qualified person! "Senior sister, here you go." A sword-shaped token appeared before his eyes, awakening Lu Qingning from his memories. "伱......" Until she took over the sword command, Lu Qingning had a feeling of unreality. I actually got everything I dreamed of so easily? This feeling is really... great! Tan Tai Xuan Yin is indeed useless! She became a useless person and was no longer qualified to possess this supreme sword order! "Sigh~~" Lu Qingning couldn't help laughing while holding the sword command. She did it on purpose, she wanted to put on such an attitude in front of Tan Tai Xuan Yin, she wanted to watch her... "Senior Sister, the sword order has been handed over, please go back." Tan Tai Xuan Yin's calm voice sounded. "..." The pride that had just risen in Lu Qingning's heart was suddenly shattered by these words. Looking at Tan Tai Xuan Yin's peaceful face. She only felt a very familiar feeling - nausea. It's like this every time! Every time she saw this face that seemed to not care about anything, she felt extremely disgusted. She deliberately acted as if she didn't care about the position of the Saint that they valued as their life and the future head of the Sword House. Correct! She must have done it on purpose! Because as long as her cultivation is restored, they will definitely choose her as the saint. I will definitely... not let her succeed! and many more. So why does she still do this? Lu Qingning suddenly had an idea and recalled some rumors in the martial arts world. "stop." Tan Tai Xuan Yin stopped and turned his back to Lu Qing Ning. "Sister Lu, is there anything else?" "Junior sister, you are moved. Really moved!" Lu Qingning spoke each word with extra emphasis on the last sentence. Without waiting for Tan Tai Xuan Yin to respond.
She suddenly said coldly: "Junior sister, have you forgotten that Jianzhai once had an iron rule that all the saints of Jianzhai are not allowed to talk about love." "I do not have." Tan Tai Xuan Yin turned his back to Lu Qing Ning and spoke in a lighter tone. "No?" Lu Qingning sneered: "Are the rumors in the martial arts world just groundless?" "No means no." Tan Tai Xuan Yin didn't want to explain and walked away. Since three thousand years ago, Jianzhai has indeed had such a rule. This is for the sake of future generations of disciples. Because to practice the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, one must first enter the emotional barrier and then break through the emotional barrier. The more outstanding each generation of Sword Saintess is, the more likely they are to fall deeply in love and be unable to extricate themselves. To prevent future generations from turning fake into real, this iron rule exists. You can be emotionally attached to a person and use your emotions to judge their heart, but you cannot truly be with them. If you want to spend your life with your loved one, there is only one way - give up the position of the Sword Master and all the power in your hands. Tan Tai Xuan Yin seemed to be doing just that. Lu Qingning even suspected that she had deliberately left her cultivation half-wasted. At this time, Tan Tai Xuan Yin was about to leave. However, Lu Qingning had no intention of letting her go. "Oh, I understand. Do you think that by handing over the sword order, you can get rid of all these constraints and live with Yang Qingyuan forever?" "I'm telling you - don't even think about it!" Tan Tai Xuan Yin did not stop walking, as if he had not heard anything at all. Lu Qingning looked at her back, his expression gradually distorted. She suddenly yelled, "Song Xiangyu, have you forgotten? You still have an engagement!" Quiet. The air in Tingxue Villa suddenly became eerily quiet at this moment. Looking at Tan Tai Xuan Yin who turned around slowly. Lu Qingning subconsciously took a step back, and then realized that the other party was now half disabled. "How did you know?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin stepped forward, his eyes suddenly becoming colder than ever before. Not the coldness of the past. Instead, it was filled with murderous intent as cold as eternal ice.
"I……" Lu Qingning followed the opponent's footsteps and retreated step by step. At this moment, she felt a monstrous murderous intent enveloping her whole body. Her whole body was stiff and she couldn't muster the courage to resist at all. "explain." Tan Tai Xuan Yin slowly uttered a word. "I grew up in Jianzhai since I was a child. I want... I want to know something. Isn't it easy?" Lu Qingning's eyes flashed. Suddenly, a white finger was infinitely magnified in her eyes. His eyes darkened. The finger seemed to touch her brow. this moment. Lu Qingning's mind went blank, and only one thought flashed through her mind: "I am going to die"... The touch between the eyebrows suddenly disappeared. When Lu Qingning opened her eyes, Tan Tai Xuanyin had turned his back. "No matter who it is, I hope no third person will know about this. Otherwise..." "Okay, okay, I swear--" Lu Qingning nodded repeatedly, her blank mind almost unable to think. suddenly There seemed to be an invisible sharp edge in the air, gently touching her brow. then. Tan Tai Xuan Yin's calm voice sounded, "Remember, this position of Sword Chamber Saint is given to you by me. You can only take what I give you. If I don't give it to you, you'd better not have any bad intentions." "Yes……" Lu Qingning lowered her head deeply. for a long time. Tan Tai Xuan Yin's voice did not sound again. She raised her head and saw that Tan Tai Xuan Yin had disappeared into the courtyard. A breeze blew by, and Lu Qingning trembled all over. I suddenly realized that the clothes on my back were already soaked with cold sweat. You can only take what I give you. If I don’t give it to you, you’d better not have any bad thoughts… Tan Tai Xuan Yin. Song Xiangyu! If I hadn't had the sword order in my hand, would I have died in her hands just now?
- March fifteenth. Song Lin transformed himself into Yang Qingyuan and returned to Meizhou Sheng Island again. Come this time. He was planning to go under the Meizhou water hole to find out what was going on. Through what happened during this period, he had already made some inferences about what Xu Shenglan and Song Chengfeng had left for him. But he was not sure whether he could get it. however. As soon as he entered Meizhou, he met a man. A person whom one both wants to see and yet does not want to see, the Saintess of Jianzhai - Tan Tai Xuanyin. "Greetings, Saint Lady." Song Lin's tone sounded a little unfamiliar. "I am no longer the Saint Maiden of the Sword Chamber." Tan Tai Xuan Yin shook her head slightly. After letting go of everything, she seemed to have a more peaceful temperament than before. "Oh?" Song Lin was a little surprised. On the way here, he also heard some things and naturally knew that there must be some changes. but. He really wasn't interested in Jianzhai's mess. "Can you walk with me?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin looked at Song Lin, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Row." Song Lin did not hesitate. For some reason, perhaps because she was no longer the Saint of Jianzhai, he naturally felt less repulsive towards her. The two walked side by side on the streets of Meizhou Shengdao. It seems aimless, but it also seems like everyone has somewhere they want to go. "Is your injury getting better?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin bit her red lips and asked softly. "Better." Song Lin replied.
"Ah." Tan Tai Xuan Yin nodded silently. "I heard that you were injured too." Song Lin turned his head slightly and looked at the girl's profile. "It's out of the way." Tan Tai Xuan Yin's face was tense, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. the first time. This was the first time he cared about himself. "Oh, all right." Song Lin nodded and looked forward. A few moments. The two came to a crossroads. Not far to the left is the former Baihua Palace, to the right is Jiuquan Waterfall, and to the front is Tingxue Cottage. The two people's steps deviated slightly at this moment. Song Lin subconsciously wanted to go left, but Tan Tai Xuan Yin did not stop and continued to move forward. However, Song Lin stood on her right. So that this moment of intersection. The two 'injured' people almost bumped into each other and stopped subconsciously. huh~~ Song Lin's breathing was clearly heard by Tan Tai Xuanyin's ears. She seemed to shrink her neck because of the breath, and turned to look at Song Lin. Her raised black hair passed in front of him, leaving a faint fragrance. "Where do you want to go?" "I……" "Can you go somewhere with me first?" "it is good." Song Lin nodded. One by one, the pedestrians disappeared behind me, and the prosperous scenery of Meizhou gradually came to an end under the sunset. After a while. Tan Tai Xuan Yin's footsteps stopped on an arch bridge. sunset. The two stood side by side on the bridge, looking at the rippling water in the setting sun and the Tingxue cottage built by the water not far away.
Tan Tai Xuan Yin said softly: "This bridge has a name." "Of course the bridge has a name." Song Lin chuckled. "It's called the Twenty-Four Bridges." Tan Tai Xuan Yin said. "Why?" Song Lin tilted his head slightly and looked at her. "This bridge has existed for three thousand years. During these three thousand years, it has been repaired and rebuilt twenty-four times, hence the name of the Twenty-Four Bridges." Tan Tai Xuanyin spoke softly. “It seems to be a bridge with a story.” Song Lin nodded slowly. If a bridge can be maintained for three thousand years, it must have its significance. "Ah." Tan Tai Xuan Yin spoke softly, and narrated the story: "That year, on the Shen Jian Yuan, a legendary night happened. The magician and Ye Qing Yun stood proudly on the top, and then disappeared from the world." “They have no regrets in their lives.” "But there are some things and some people that you can never forget." "Legend has it that Ye Qingyun had a close friend at that time, named Miss Wangyou. After he left, Miss Wangyou often played a song in the courtyard of the original site of Tingxue Cottage." "This bullet is a lifetime." "And on this ancient bridge... at that time, there would often be a person standing there." Tan Tai Xuan Yin tilted her head slightly and glanced at Song Lin's face. He turned his head again, his tone was gloomy. And at this time Song Lin. But just silence. "Every winter, that person would come here to watch the snow, listen to the snow, and admire the snow... I looked through all the ancient books in Jianzhai, but only found a few words. She said... Only when she heard that song could she feel that he was by her side..." ding dong~~ A beautiful piano sound seemed to echo in Song Lin's ears. Vaguely, a picture emerged before my eyes. In the courtyard where snow was falling, a woman in a mink coat was playing the piano at the desk. On an arch bridge not far away, a Taoist nun was listening quietly. In the snowflakes all over the sky. She stretched out her hand as if to hold something. But in the end, I couldn't hold anything.
"That song is the one I often talked about to you... The Taoist nun. The woman listening to the snow on the bridge is the Sword Master Saint of that year... Xie Muxue." Tan Tai Xuanyin's voice seemed to come from three thousand years ago, gently floating into Song Lin's ears. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the people on the bridge and their images are reflected in the river water below. Song Lin silently looked at the waves below. The figure of Tan Tai Xuan Yin beside him seemed to gradually overlap with the figure of the Taoist nun on the arch bridge that year. this moment. It's like a time and space dislocation. After three thousand years, they finally stood together again. PS: Suddenly I thought, I can't write 4000 words every day, but I can try my best to write words per page. So, today’s update is 8500, which is not bad. I am satisfied with what I wrote, and everyone also feels comfortable reading it, hehe!
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