Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

I always feel that he is becoming more and more troublesome, and this move obviously doesn't seem to want to dispel her worries.

Although she believed that he was fine, but...

Believe it or not, it is impossible to agree, he still needs to rest more now.

In the end, it evolved into a picture of Qin Jian and Ming.

Yiren Qianying raised her sleeves to the sound of the strings, the wind and snow fluttered, and the sword danced in all directions.

Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, moves like a group of emperors and dragons soar, comes like thunder and receives wrath, and stops like rivers and seas congealed with clear light.

Between the brows and the corners of the eyes, there is an awe-inspiring heroic spirit, pointing up, picking up, raising legs, turning up sleeves, and turning around, showing a heroic and heroic posture.

The sound of the piano is like a complaint, high and sharp, but not abrupt, but more passionate and magnificent.

Qin Jianyuan and Qi Ming, one kept going and the other didn't stop, making it impossible to tell how much time had passed.

Perhaps it was one hour and three quarters, or it might be three days and two nights, the entire plum grove was soaked in the color of the sword, and the quiet night was finally shrouded in snow and cold.

The piano rests, the sword stops, amidst the intertwined wind and snow, he sees thousands of trees and flying flowers circling the blue sky.

Those staring eyes couldn't tell at this moment whether it was the strings of the zither or the strings of the heart that were being stroked.

The world returned to tranquility, the moonlight penetrated the light clouds and mist, and sprinkled on the flying petals in midair, the wind and snow stopped, and the vastness of goodbye buried the dark fragrance.

It is a pity that although the scenery is beautiful, the price is the entire plum forest.

"Ha~"

A chuckle broke the brief silence, Lin Chongyang looked at the people walking towards him, stood up and left the piano case.

Before she could speak, he raised his hand and wiped the thin sweat off her forehead with his sleeve.

"Don't move."

The breeze was blowing on the face, and the wind left traces, and a faint fragrance rushed to the face, constantly tapping on the heartstrings of the two of them.

As time goes by, the feelings that continue to precipitate are like a jar of fine wine, becoming more and more mellow.

The right arm was not completely put down, so Lin Chongyang raised his left arm and embraced the person in his arms.

Although it was a sudden move, Ji Wuxia didn't seem to be surprised, because at the same time, she also raised her arms, wrapped them around the young man's waist, and then leaned her head on his shoulder.

The tacit understanding was silent, the world was silent, and she could clearly hear her own breathing and his strong heartbeat.

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After resting for a few days, Lin Chongyang's condition did not deteriorate any more, so the two packed up their things and set off again.

If the folk customs in the northern border are tough, then the West Martial Forest is just a random word. Although it is not full of evil spirits, it has nothing to do with the pure land.

After all, many Buddhist organizations were the most severely damaged by the disaster of the Demon Buddha Bo Xun in the past. Xiwulin, as the private land of Buddhism, has not recovered even after so many years. In general, to suppress the chaos in the martial arts world.

The two set off again. If they encounter monsters that cause trouble along the way, they will solve them easily. If not...

Naturally, I will not look for it specifically.

Before leaving Xiwulin, Lin Chongyang took Ji Wuxia to pay a special visit to Chunqiu.

Whether as an elder or as the head of a branch, Ting Santie doesn't have much sense of existence.

However, although this calligrapher doesn't like to get involved in the world, he can see that there are many things to do from the fact that there are no evil spirits in the Xiru area.

Regarding the visit of the two, with Ting Santie's character, he naturally responded sharply to Lin Chongyang's behavior of passing by but not coming last time.

But that's all, after all, the younger generation who watched them grow up with their own eyes, even if it doesn't make people worry, but the status in the heart is always a special one.

The reason why I visited Yiyi Chunqiu but not Yide Xitian was because my senior sister Mu Lingfeng was the head of the sect, but she was always stationed in Haozheng Wudao, and I couldn't find anyone there, and my uncle Zhi Tianming retired, so naturally There is no need to go.

The two stayed in Yiyi Chunqiu for several days, and after resigning with their elders, they left from West Wulin and entered South Wulin.

Compared to the Western Wulin, the Southern Wulin can be said to be calm and calm, with many sects, and small disputes often occur, but nothing major happens.

Even if he cheated his senior brother once, causing Xia Yan to retire and re-employ, Lin Chongyang still took Ji Wuxia and went straight to Wenfeng Valley.

Because he has no acquaintances in Nanwulin, even the "March disaster" that is raging is a matter of later generations; on the contrary, Nanyu has a lot of friends and is familiar with the geography, but it is not suitable to go now.

After arriving at Wenfeng Valley, as expected, he was not made things difficult by his senior brother.

Don't ask, just ask for the sake of "siblings" and let him go this time.

Anyway, now that Zonghengzi has been brought out, Xia Yan is also planning to retire for the second time, and go to the master to retire with all the seniors.

Although Zonghengzi's education is outsourced, Lin Chongyang naturally has a lot of content to teach, and he has also found the most suitable elders to teach him. Although he is a bit irresponsible, he is definitely competent.

From his entry, it can be seen that Xia Yan has put in a lot of hard work. After all, the stronger this nephew is, the sooner he can retire.

However, even so, Zonghengzi still failed to restore his family status, because he had absolutely nothing to do with his little sister.

Fortunately, Yu Linling has a weird personality, but she still cares about Zong Hengzi's elder brother. After all, the success of quitting gambling has directly eliminated possible cracks in the relationship between siblings, and things will naturally develop in a good direction.

Lin Chongyang didn't favor one over the other, how many classics he left for Di Longyin at that time, and how many books he left for Zonghengzi now, anyway, when he goes back to Defeng Ancient Road later, they will all be put into the Vientiane Real Collection. Not much difference.

Renyu Mingsheng, the eastern branch, is now in the hands of Jing Tianhuai, the relationship between superiors and subordinates is second, and the more important thing is the difference in seniority, just like Yide Xitian, if Fang Yuheng is still there, or if there are other elders among them, then Lin Chongyang Naturally, he should visit, but his martial uncles have already retired together, so there is no need to go.

Therefore, Wenfeng Valley was the last stop for the two of them.

Xia Yan's official retirement means that he has completely given way to the younger generation, and Zonghengzi will no longer be hindered in thinking or making decisions because of having an elder by his side.

Of course, this also means that in the future, there will be no elders around to give him a complete picture, and it will be up to them to find the way.

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After Wenfenggu left, Lin Chongyang and Ji Wuxia returned to Xueqingfang. He hadn't talked about the physical problems with others, and he didn't want them to worry about it.

Therefore, he needs some time to adjust his state before going back.

Time goes by, years change, and there are decades of spring and autumn in the snap of your fingers.

"It's time to calm down."

The person standing in front of the bronze mirror took off his green robe, put on a Confucian shirt again, tied his red hair back up with a jade crown, and the casualness between his brows gradually faded away.

Looking back, the events he had experienced in just a few short decades were no less exciting than his experience in the past thousand years, and now, it was time to go back.