My enemies became my companions

Chapter 470: Eternal Love (Two in One)

There were three battles in the fight between Chen Yi and Wu Buyu, namely the battle of swordsmanship, sword energy and sword intent. Zhou Yitong watched the battle under the pretence of Min Ning's eyes, and she was very familiar with every move. In the first two battles, Chen Yi missed a move. He had two closest encounters, one where he almost had his arm broken and another where he almost lost his head. However, in the third battle, he almost survived from a desperate situation, and he overwhelmed Wu Buyu with his sword intent. This was what moved Zhou Yitong the most. The Living Sword is the great way of swordsmanship in the world. Her swordsmanship is so similar to Wu Buyu's. The more she reaches the extreme, the more she reaches the state of resonance between heaven and man. When she reaches the state of Wu Buyu who has reached the top of the mountain, she is already the unity of heaven and man, like a dry grass that merges into the world.

In the past, she and the Broken Swordsman talked about swords and Taoism by the Wuding River. Both of them were at the peak of their realm. However, the Broken Swordsman became depressed and believed that his realm would be lower than that of the Sword Armor. Why? It was because he saw that the sword that killed people was a dead end, while the sword that saved people was close to the way of heaven.

In the past, she felt that this path was correct. As Zhuangzi said, the best sword must be one that can cut through the clouds and the earth, and it is close to the ability to penetrate heaven and earth. In a word: "Everything in the world can be made into a sword." However, after the battle of the Sword Pool, Chen Yi took a new path and convinced Wu Buyue with an unprecedented level. A stone from another mountain can be used to polish jade. Zhou Yitong's mind was shaken because of this incident. The sword becomes the world, which means "Everything in the world can be made into a sword." Although the two are similar, the artistic conception they depict is very different.

The sword trembled as the sword rolled, but Chen Yi's body remained motionless. The blood on his face looked horrible. The words seemed to echo in Zhou Yitang's ears.

"Your sword is outdated."

The one-armed woman looked down at him and sneered, "How dare you claim to be destined by heaven?"

The sword energy condensed and gathered at a point, then suddenly exploded. It was as if a "lake" spread out between the two of them. The escaped air flow rolled and turned into wind lines. The huge recoil instantly pulled the two apart.

Chen Yi's figure slid backwards, with his feet leaving a deep groove. He stopped after a while. A flash of his shadow appeared in his sight, and Zhou Yitang appeared in front of him again without him noticing.

A white rainbow fell from above.

Yin Tingxue, who was watching the fight, narrowed her eyes and almost cried out.

However, an incredible scene happened. The white rainbow drew an arc and passed by Chen Yi. Somehow, Chen Yi's sword flew out of his hand, and he was left standing in front of Zhou Yitang.

Chen Yi's collar suddenly tore open, with pieces of cloth flying around. He remained motionless, as if on the verge of life and death. If the sword finger had not drawn an arc, his head would have fallen to the ground.

Yin Tingxue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this scene. Master Zhou finally let Chen Yi go.

She walked over carefully, but Zhou Yitang suddenly said:

"How can the world created by swords surpass the real world?"

Chen Yi remained silent.

"Your realm is not higher than my sword," the one-armed woman said coldly, "In the final analysis, Wu Buyu is still not dead enough."

The mountain wind suddenly became still, and the distant mountains seemed to be slowly pressing in, with the fir trees standing dead silent on the slopes.

At this time, Chen Yi said: "If the heart is really dead, the person is no longer a human being."

This time, it was Zhou Yitang's turn to be speechless. The one-armed woman turned around without saying a word, took light steps, and disappeared from sight.

Yin Tingxue blinked and looked at the scene in confusion.

Chen Yi looked at the direction Zhou Yitang left for a long time, then turned around and let out a long breath.

Then, he took Yin Tingxue into his arms.

"Ah... dirty, dirty..." There was blood on his clothes, Yin Tingxue shouted with a bit of disgust.

Chen Yi let her go for a moment, as if dissatisfied with her disdain, and lightly swiped her buttocks, and asked jokingly: "How dare you think I'm dirty?"

Yin Tingxue's cheeks turned red, and she muttered, "It's really dirty."

Chen Yi straightened up and stretched lazily in the sunshine. Yin Tingxue was puzzled when she thought of Zhou Yitang's leaving without saying goodbye, so she asked, "Didn't Master Zhou win? Why did he leave?"

"Won?" Chen Yi paused and said, "Maybe."

Yin Tingxue turned her eyes to look at Chen Yi, but saw a breeze passing by. This husband who had always been competitive had a nonchalant look on his face, as if he didn't care about winning or losing. This made Yin Tingxue wonder, in the previous competition, did Master Zhou win or not...

Deep down, she wanted Zhou Yitang to win.

"This doesn't count as turning your arm outward..."

Yin Tingxue muttered to herself.

.........

There are thirty-six peaks in Yinjian Mountain, north and south. Immortals have ascended to heaven on each peak, leaving behind countless legends. The thirteen peaks in the north are mostly covered with fir trees, while the twenty-three peaks in the south are covered with pine trees and cypress trees. The peak masters of each generation who are able to open a peak usually choose the twenty-three peaks in the south. Only if the south is full will they choose the thirteen peaks in the north. The reason is simple: there are more cold winds in the north, and too much cold wind will ruin the feng shui. People who practice Taoism often talk about the harmony of yin and yang. The thirty-six Taoist caves are mostly places with pleasant climates. Therefore, it is common sense to choose the south first and then the north when opening a peak.

On the main peak, Qingyun Peak.

There was no bustling incense in front of the ancestral hall like in ordinary Taoist temples. There were only a few sticks of incense standing on the incense altar, pulling out three straight white smoke lines. Some visiting Taoists just said that the disciples of Yinjian Mountain were women after all, and they respected gods but not ancestors. In fact, they were very biased. They didn't respect gods much. Although they originated from the Beidi Sect, they didn't even pay much respect to the Shangqing Beidi. Ordinary Taoist temples would have a golden palace built at the highest point and statues of gods, but the Qingyun Peak of Yinjian Mountain was empty, with only clouds in the sky.

As for why there are so few incense burners in front of the ancestral hall, the root cause is a saying of the third generation ancestor, "Since you have ascended to heaven, you will not be involved in worldly affairs."

In front of the tablets of the ancestors, the incense altar originally had three incense sticks, but today three more incense sticks were added.

Zhou Yitong stood facing the tablets of the ancestors, his face unclear. The disciples who were in charge of sweeping the ancestral hall had no idea what this elusive sword armor was thinking about, or why he suddenly came to burn three incense sticks today.

The one-armed woman turned around and walked out the door. After walking less than a few dozen steps down the mountain, she stopped.

Master Baiyu came forward and said, "Lu Ying passed the test and received an upper-middle rating."

Zhou Yitang nodded slightly.

"Her state of mind has been evaluated and is even better than 'Dao Heart Like a Crane'. Several peak masters have praised her highly. Wang Zhanglu was also very excited. He immediately roughly calculated the fate method and pointed to the south." Bai Yu Zhenren paused and continued, "However, the south is not peaceful now. The White Lotus Sect is causing trouble and smashing many Taoist temples. Even the gate of Longhu Mountain has been attacked."

"That's the business of the Tianshi Dao and others."

"I know you want to say that this matter has nothing to do with our Northern Dao Sect." Bai Yu Zhenren did not say more about this. Seeing Zhou Yitang coming out of the Patriarch's Hall, he asked, "Why did you come to burn incense today?"

“…I have doubts in my heart.” Zhou Yitang said frankly.

"Do you also have doubts in your heart?" Master Baiyu was a little surprised.

"I am also a human being," Zhou Yitang paused for some reason, "naturally there will be."

Zhenren Baiyu's expression remained unchanged, but her heart was filled with turmoil. She and Zhou Yitang were not of the same generation. If we go by seniority, she was of the Rong generation, which was "Jiran Yuanrong Qu, Yidao Shang Taiqing", two generations older than Zhou Yitang. However, their time of enlightenment was almost the same, which showed how talented Zhou Yitang was back then.

Almost every generation has a sword and armor that they admire, and the number of people in the sect who admire Tongxuan Zhenren is the highest among all generations. Even Zhenren Baiyu, who is two generations older than her, can't help but be envious when talking about her to outsiders. "Your sword is high enough." Zhenren Baiyu lowered his eyes and thought, but still couldn't help but be surprised, "Still have doubts in your heart?"

After Zhou Yitang pondered for a long time, he said calmly: "That's because my sword is not high enough."

The truth is actually very simple, and she herself knows it clearly.

What Master Baiyu said was right. The reason why she was confused now was that although the road was there, she was sure that the road she was taking was correct and that reaching the end would be enough to overlook the world's swordsmanship. However, it seemed that no matter what she did, she could not reach the end.

This was the reason why she had gone astray in her previous life.

The sword displayed by Chen Yi became the world, as if it was born at the end.

Seeing that Zhou Yitang was thinking about the sword, Master Baiyu was unable to answer questions about this aspect, so he changed the subject and asked, "Did you find that person?"

Zhou Yitang came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "I can't find it. Maybe it has escaped far away."

She paused and murmured again, "Too far away from me."

.........

It is easier to invite a god than to send him away. When Chen Yi came to Yinjian Mountain, he didn't want to move around. He turned around and went into Yin Tingxue's small building. He was not born to be a person who liked to travel and what he wanted most was a home that was neither too big nor too small. In this regard, Chen Yi's vision was unexpectedly small, and he had none of the heroic spirit that a real man should accomplish great deeds in his life.

Qin Qingluo looked down on him time and again in the past, and because of this kind of personality, he could plan the most favorable conditions for himself in the previous second, and then put himself into the game in the next second, and he would not care about anything for a little bit of love or even physical desire.

Chen Yi doesn't care who looks up to him or who looks down on him, as long as he can live his life well.

Fortunately, even when Yin Tingxue disliked Chen Yi the most, the daughter of King Xiang was a person who lived a good life by nature.

She still misses Yintai Temple now, only because she was young then and the memory lasted forever.

Chen Yi knew it very well. He had sensed it since the day he took her away. If it wasn't the case, he wouldn't have used Yintai Temple to threaten her so often.

However, in the final analysis, Chen Yi's vision is bigger than Yin Tingxue's. The little fox's world is Yintai Temple, her mother, and Chen Yi, while Chen Yi's world includes many, many women.

Huang Niang'er walked around Yin Tingxue's legs. Seeing her posture of lowering her head and making tea seriously, Chen Yi unconsciously compared her with many other women.

When Chen Yi thought of Yin Tingxue's poverty and the fact that he would have to live with this poverty for a long time, he felt lost.

Not to mention the endless lingering Great Yin, even Zhu E and Concubine Dong would be fine, at worst, even Min Ning had a unique chivalrous spirit, but now there was only Yin Tingxue, and it was inevitable that she was like a gourmet who was used to big fish and meat, but suddenly only had boiled cabbage left to eat.

In the corner of his eye, Yin Tingxue's ear moved slightly.

Chen Yi came back to his senses and laughed, "Did you hear everything?"

Yin Tingxue didn't turn her head and just said "hmm" softly.

"You're unhappy?" Chen Yi was quite shameless, pretending to be truthful and said, "What's the use of being unhappy? Facts are facts. Look at you. You haven't grown in half a year. You don't feel good anywhere, and you still can't help but ruin yourself."

Yin Tingxue blushed when she heard these shameless words, but she didn't dare to refute him. She could only raise her voice slightly and said, "Stop talking about this, okay?"

Chen Yi stopped talking and she ordered tea.

If there was one thing that he missed the most about the little fox, it was actually the time when she ordered tea and brought it to him. She lowered her head to serve the tea, slowly coming over, then raised her head to look at him, and smiled faintly when he finished drinking the tea.

It is this smile that can outline a corner of home.

Chen Yi took the tea, but was not in a hurry to use it. He thought of something and said, "Help me write a letter later."

write a letter…

Yin Tingxue thought for a while, then she realized something and frowned. It made sense... so much time had passed, the child should be born by then.

Seeing the girl's subtle emotions, Chen Yi stopped drinking tea and asked softly:

"Do you still regard me as your mother?"

"..." Yin Tingxue pondered for a while, and simply said: "Is it not possible?"

Chen Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew it very well, but he had just let it go for a long time, especially since Yaoshang Bodhisattva wanted to make a move on Yin Tingxue.

However, now that Medicine Buddha is dead, should we re-evaluate the relationship between the two...

Yin Tingxue looked up at him and quickly said, "I'll get you some pen and ink."

Chen Yi raised his eyes and was speechless for a moment. He just nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

After she left, Huang Niang'er stared at Chen Yi, arching her neck in a threatening manner. Chen Yi didn't care at all, just lowered his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking. Yin Tingxue was quick and quick, and soon he heard a "It's ready". He immediately drank the tea, got up and walked away.

After a long separation, what Chen Yi wanted to express was nothing more than asking them how they were doing, whether they were safe, a few words of blessing, and some instructions in the first half. In the second half, he asked about his daughter's situation, her birth date, her weight when she was born, and whether she had been named. All these were trivial matters, and there was nothing surprising about them.

Every time Chen Yi recited a sentence, she wrote down the same one, with delicate strokes and beautiful handwriting. She was used to obeying him in everything, and now she wrote down the same thing truthfully, but when Chen Yi said a sentence, the pen and ink paused for three minutes.

"Can water dripping through a stone wear away its surface for long?"

The girl hesitated for a long time, but before Chen Yi could answer, she said,
"The earth is long and the sky is long, nothing will last forever."

The ink stains seem to penetrate the rice paper.

It's fine to stay like this...

On October 11, the fourth year of Huanglong,
This distant letter, which the palace had been waiting for for a long time, was sent from afar.

A letter goes south. It leaves in winter and arrives in the next year. I don't know when I will receive a reply.

(End of this chapter)