My enemies became my companions

Chapter 462: Sigh (Two in One)

Empty mountain after the rain.

The sky and earth were cleansed, white clouds were like floating clothes, on the cliff corner of Cangwu Peak, there was someone meditating on the cushion, and the one-armed woman was restless for the first time in a long time.

It has been a long time since she chose the sword at the sword tomb. No matter which life, Zhou Yitong seldom came here to meditate since she returned to the mountain. Even if she did, it was usually during major festivals. It was more of a routine than a meditation. If it were to be spread out, people would not say that she was disrespectful to the Three Pure Ones, but that she was casual and relaxed. She also used this to warn the younger generation that if they did not reach this level, they should never learn it. Meditation is an indispensable ascetic practice for both Taoism and Buddhism. Buddhism talks about meditation, which is about "the present moment" and seeing the Buddha in the heart. Therefore, there was a Zen case called "Wild Duck". The wonderful principle is that when the wild duck flies away, the present moment is left. Taoism also talks about Zen, which talks about "keeping quiet". The so-called "reach the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet, all things are working together, and I observe their return". Watch the birth and death of all things in quietness and realize the way of heaven. From this we can see that although both talk about Zen, the two schools are very different. One is to see the Dharma in your heart and not to seek it outside; the other is to reach emptiness and keep quiet to see the great way. The Dharma is within and the Tao is outside. The difference between the two schools is deep-rooted. This is also the reason why the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism two decades ago and the unification of Buddhism and Taoism by Penglai Taoist caused such a stir... Zhou Yitang thought so. She had long been a Zen practitioner who could calm her mind while walking or sitting. However, even if she meditated this time, she could not find peace. She talked to herself several times to calm her mind, but her mind wandered again after a few moments. The autumn wind blew across the mountains, and the shadows of the trees swayed, just like the trees wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. Zhou Yitang took a deep breath, and after the wind passed, her whole body stood still on the cushion like a strange stone or iron shadow. Her mind gradually calmed down, and she suddenly remembered that the traitor had praised her for her exceptionally thin and delicate eyelids a long time ago.

Zhou Yitang suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and his eyes were uncertain.

After a brief thought, she stopped meditating and stood up gracefully. After a few steps, she landed outside a wooden hall. There was no special plaque, but it was considered a school on Cangwu Peak. Green buds grew at the joints between the pillars and the stone foundation.

Yin Tingxue was sitting slouched beside the altar, but when she heard someone coming in, she straightened up immediately. Then she thought that this was not the time to practice, so her shoulders relaxed again.

"Master Zhou, you're here?" Yin Tingxue said as she held the yellow dog in her arms.

Zhou Yitang looked around and said after a while: "He is coming."

The girl stood up straight and couldn't help asking, "Really?"

Huang Nianger sensed her master's mood, and at this time, she also wagged her tail.

The one-armed woman neither shook her head nor nodded. She just walked to the cushion next to the girl and sat down. She grabbed the yellow dog with one hand and threw it out.

Yin Tingxue let out an "ah" and followed the dog with her eyes. Huang Niang'er looked back dejectedly every few steps, but finally ran away at a trot.

The girl turned her head and looked at Zhou Yitang cautiously. Although she couldn't hear the specific words because of her high cultivation level, she could still hear vague emotions - she was in a complicated mood.

Zhou Yitang was slow to speak, so Yin Tingxue asked in a low voice: "Is he... better than you?"

The one-armed woman glanced at her, and the girl immediately felt embarrassed. She said coldly, "No."

"That's good." Yin Tingxue paused, "He can't be better than you."

The little fox was actually a little worried that Chen Yi was more powerful than Zhou Yitang. If that was the case, no one would be able to control Chen Yi in the future. This was still a small matter. At most, she could just whisper some advice. But Master Zhou would be in trouble in the future. How could she not know that her husband had been coveting Master Zhou for so long?

Master Zhou is her master, her friend, and the Sword Armor of Yinjian Mountain. Yin Tingxue is very afraid that she will lose face.

The autumn colors bring a hint of sadness, and the girl pulls the lush green fluff of the futon.

The one-armed woman narrowed her eyes slightly. She did not tell Yin Tingxue what level Chen Yi was at now. If the two of them drew their swords against each other, he would be able to compete with her in the first fifty moves.

After thinking it over again and again, Zhou Yitang finally asked, "How did you manipulate him?"

"Me?" Yin Tingxue pointed at herself. "I manipulate him?"

"Ah."

"I didn't manipulate him."

"He's willing to listen to you."

Yin Tingxue blinked her eyes and thought about it. It seemed to be true. She didn't know when it started, but Chen Yi would more or less listen to her pillow talk.

Why is that? The girl couldn't help but think about it.

At this time, perhaps sensing that the atmosphere had eased, Huang Nianger stuck half of her head out.

Yin Tingxue quickly waved her hand, and it fluttered into the girl's arms. Zhou Yitang saw it but did not stop it.

"Master Zhou, is this... asking for my advice?"

Yin Tingxue held Huang Niang in her arms and asked tentatively.

"I guess so." Zhou Yitang paused, "Is it strange?"

Yin Tingxue shook her head and said softly, "It's not strange, it's not strange. A disciple doesn't have to be inferior to his teacher, and a teacher doesn't have to be better than his disciple. Everyone should take advantage of their strengths. I know that."

"I know."

The daughter of King Xiang was indeed very obedient, and she was generally satisfied with this disciple.

The one-armed woman sat in front of him, casting a shadow on her face. Huang Niang'er raised her tail a little uneasily. Yin Tingxue breathed a sigh of relief. Even when Master Zhou was silent, his cold eyes always brought an unspeakable chill to people, making the back of their necks feel cold.

Yin Tingxue didn't like it, so she said, "However, even saints have to collect bacon. Master Zhou, I won't collect bacon from you... Can you be gentler in the future?"

The one-armed woman narrowed her eyes slightly.

Yin Tingxue immediately said, "It's not good like this. He is soft-hearted and will not tolerate harsh words. If you speak gently, he will probably listen."

?

Zhou Yitang finally understood that the Xiang King's daughter thought she was not gentle enough. She couldn't help but frown.

But those two words didn't suit her.

Going up the mountain to practice Taoism since childhood, he needs to be pure in heart and desire, clean his roots from dust, and avoid extreme joy and sorrow. Later, he entered the sword tomb to choose a sword, and met the sword demon Wu Buyu who was guarding there. He even killed his three corpses. Since then, he has no sadness or joy, and has been serious for many years. In addition, when he was crowned, he had already become the Sword Armor of Yinjian Mountain. He stood too high, and he was indifferent to everything he saw in the world. How many ups and downs could he have?

Zhou Yitang lowered her eyelids, thinking carefully about what to do.

Since you think she's not gentle enough...

Zhou Yitang opened his eyes wide, raised the corners of his thin mouth to the sides, and forced a smile.

"Wang?"

Huang Niang'er trembled as if facing a powerful enemy.

She was beautiful, but her smile was too weird. Yin Tingxue couldn't help feeling uneasy and shook her head at Zhou Yitang.

The one-armed woman's face darkened, and she said slowly, "This is what you wanted."

Yin Tingxue was frightened by her tone and kept saying:
"But what he wants... is definitely not this."

Zhou Yitang also thought it made sense. They had been husband and wife for two lifetimes and although there were constant rifts between them, she had always understood Chen Yi's character. They were both very stubborn.

In fact, she was not unaware of the source of her current uneasiness, and she vaguely knew what was wrong with her.

Chen Yi defeated Wu Buyue, while he himself was only tied. Although there was a gap between the two realms, their sword skills were very different. How could Zhou Yitang not know the changes in his state of mind after witnessing this scene? A student is better than his teacher, and a teacher should be pleased, but Zhou Yitang felt mixed emotions.

Maybe he won't die repairing the sky in this life, but is her sword really outdated?

Yin Tingxue vaguely caught Zhou Yitong's mood and didn't know what to do. The girl wanted Chen Yi to come quickly, but was also afraid that Chen Yi would really come so soon.

As if to change the subject, Yin Tingxue said with a hint of disappointment: "When can he come to see me?" Zhou Yitang's thoughts were interrupted. He glanced at her and said coldly: "It will take a long time."

Hearing that what she said was true, Yin Tingxue couldn't help but ask: "... Doesn't he miss me?"

"Do not want to."

"Oh," Yin Tingxue nodded and said, "He misses you the most."

Zhou Yitang was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Yin Tingxue looked at her and asked in a negotiating tone, "Is it okay for him to think of me second?"

The one-armed woman was silent for a moment, then stood up and left, leaving only two short words in the hall:
"boring."

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On Mount Taihua.

After days of anticipation, Wan'er finally met the famous Captain Chen. It was good that he carried a sword and a knife, but he was not as magical as people rumored. He did not have three heads and six arms. Compared with the rumors, he was rather ordinary. At first glance, she could sense a vague murderous aura from him.

Such murderous aura is very inconsistent with the famous Mount Taihua, which is known for its beautiful scenery.

Therefore, throughout the whole day, Wan'er kept her distance from Captain Chen, fearing that he would eat her. Thinking of Yin Weiying using him as a cauldron, she admired him even more in her heart.

After thinking about it again, Wan'er slowly imagined in her mind the image of Yin Weiying riding on Chen Yi like Laojun riding the green ox. How ethereal that would be. It seemed that no goddess of Taihua in the future would be so majestic.

The idea of ​​Wan'er is just the tip of the iceberg of the ideas of the Taoists in Taihua Mountain. Compared with the innocence of this child, the Taoists have a clearer understanding of Chen Yi. At such a young age, he has reached the third rank. If nothing unexpected happens in the future, he will definitely be in the top ten of the martial arts list. Although Taihua Mountain is a mountain for seclusion, the top ten in the martial arts list is still well-known. Yin Weiying, the daughter of King Jing, has even higher hopes for her. Everyone from top to bottom has regarded her as a half-real person.

After fasting, bathing, and burning incense for three days, and then reciting scriptures with Yin Weiying a hundred times, Chen Yi finally had his name engraved on the jade tablet of Mount Taihua. At this moment, the title of the two of them as the golden boy and jade girl was finally confirmed.

The two of them stayed in Yin Weiying's small building for a few days.

It was a small milestone. Chen Yi was in a good mood and didn't care about the looks and thoughts of the people in Mount Taihua. He let out a long sigh, while Yin Weiying was calm and silent. In her eyes, this was how it should be.

It was fate that perhaps from the moment they first met, her golden boy was destined to be Chen Yi, and only Chen Yi.

Thinking about the tension between them at that time, Yin Weiying was even more filled with sighs.

So at this time, she sighed and then hissed.

Chen Yi held the back of her head and took a breath.

More than half an hour later.

Incense was lit in the bedroom, and the black silk bed curtains swayed slowly in the wind. On the nanmu carved phoenix bed, Yin Weiying was panting, lying weakly on his broad chest. The quilt covering the two of them outlined their beautiful curves.

The nun's fingertips traced circles across his chest.

She is always like this. Chen Yi narrowed his eyes, his heart was in turmoil, and other women flashed through his mind. Min Ning was done after she finished, cleanly and neatly, while Zhou Yitang kept her distance and said nothing. The two were somewhat similar. As for Qin Qingluo... as far as he could remember, she always had anger in her eyes, and Yin Tingxue would curl up in his arms, and occasionally draw. Zhu E, on the other hand, often drew, and always with a foolish smile. And Concubine Dong, she was polite... Chen Yi almost forgot about this long-haired nun.

When Yin Weiying saw that he was thinking about something with his empty eyes, he knew that he was thinking about another woman and snorted.

Chen Yi lowered his head and glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You...always think about other people when you're with me." Yin Weiying said dissatisfiedly.

"What if you want to?" Chen Yi pinched her waist, "Yin Weiying, the more you meddle in other people's affairs, the more you interfere."

Hearing his joking tone, Yin Weiying frowned slightly. If it was in the past, it would be fine, but now she is the eldest lady and his Taoist partner, why should he care so much.

How could Chen Yi not know her aggressive nature? Sometimes, it would be better if she was still Dinglu. She would never dare to act like this at that time. But it was precisely because of this that Yin Weiying was Yin Weiying, the Great Yin of his family.

His fingertips unconsciously wandered over the nun's body, and when they touched her abdomen, Chen Yi suddenly thought of his daughter.

I think it should be born, but I don’t know what name it will be given.

Being separated from each other, Chen Yi felt lost. He used to feel that he had no roots in the world, as if there was no earth under his feet. But now, he had his blood, a child with his blood.

"What are you thinking about?" asked the nun.

Chen Yi came back to his senses and said gently, "Emperor Luan, what do you think of having a child?"

child?

Yin Weiying was a little surprised. She didn't expect Chen Yi to suddenly bring up this matter. She pondered for a moment.

It is not easy for a Taoist to have descendants, let alone refine the essence of yin and yang. Yin Weiying naturally did not want to have descendants. He was deeply tied to the worldly affairs, and if he added cause and effect, how could he become an immortal? Even if he became an immortal, he could not transcend the mundane world.

What's more, if they had a child, wouldn't his love for her be shaken?
Seeing her shaking her head, a flash of disappointment passed through his mind, but it was only a flash. Chen Yi knew how determined she was to become an immortal. Even when she became a concubine and was being taken essence, her immortal heart was difficult to shake.

Having said that, I have gained the understanding that the sword can become the world. If I continue along this path, will I become the way of heaven, or the master of the way of heaven?

When Yin Weiying fulfilled his wish and ascended to become an immortal, he looked up and found that God was himself.

It was hard for Chen Yi not to laugh out loud.

Thinking of this, he wanted to go back to Yinjian Mountain and confront Zhou Yitong as soon as possible.

"In a few days, on September 8th, I will be leaving." Chen Yi said.

Yin Weiying's eyes were filled with loss. After this farewell, he didn't know how long it would be before they met again.

She wanted to go with Chen Yi, but the practice method of Taihua Mountain required one to live in seclusion and practice.

However, the nun still managed to calm down a bit, knowing that the eldest lady should be tolerant and understanding, not to mention that the Goddess Taihua should not act like a woman who pities flowers and the moon.

She said in a clear voice: "Go early and come back early."

"Will you miss me?" Chen Yi asked, holding her hand.

"How much can you think about it?"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yin Weiying paused and wanted to add “I never missed you” to make him understand who was more important, but monks do not lie, and this was also deceiving him.

Seeing his unfriendly expression, Yin Weiying's fingertips trembled slightly, and suddenly his eyes rolled around, and he said in a clear voice: "Min Ning has never missed you."

(End of this chapter)