My enemies became my companions

Chapter 471: Northern Dynasty (Two in One)
With a man staying in the place, it is impossible not to see some changes. The small building where Yin Tingxue lived was originally stable, with things neatly arranged in an orderly manner. But when Chen Yi came, things in the study, on the bedside table, on the table, and clothes were thrown around in a mess in the bedroom, adding to the mess. Yin Tingxue could only frown when she saw it, but fortunately he didn't mess with big things, so she let it be a little messy.

The night was cold, and after winter came, the days were getting colder day by day. Yin Tingxue built some thatch for Huang Niang'er's nest and laid a cotton-padded jacket on it. She then went into the house with a lamp and went straight into the study, where she saw Chen Yi reading a book with his head down. She took a look out of curiosity, and found that it was the "Book of Jin" which contained the most gods and ghosts.

"I'm reading the Book of Jin." Yin Tingxue said.

"Well, do you know what it's about?" Chen Yi turned his body sideways, trying to let her see a little bit.

Yin Tingxue raised the lamp forward to help illuminate it.

"The Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. I know."

She had not read many history books, and even when it came to official history, she had read books such as "Records of the Grand Historian" and "Book of Han" which contained quite elegant Confucianism. In the royal palace, books like "Book of Jin" which contained many stories about gods, ghosts and the like were regarded as complete miscellaneous books, and in theory they could not be read openly, but could only be read secretly. However, there were so many miscellaneous books in the world that could be read secretly, and there were many more interesting ones than "Book of Jin", so she had not read them much.

Yin Tingxue looked at it casually, and Chen Yi turned around and asked playfully: "Do you like the Southern Dynasty or the Northern Dynasty?"

The little fox was stunned for a moment, then he heard something and said, "Why are you saying such weird things? They are so weird and vulgar."

Seeing that he failed to tease her, Chen Yi felt it was a pity. Since she had been practicing Taoism for more than half a year, her clairaudience had become more acute.

Speaking of which, it seems that Yin Tingxue's clairaudience can hear anything at any time and anywhere. She can hear when she wants to, and not hear when she doesn't want to. This is completely different from the eye-opening mantra she has to recite when she uses her clairvoyance.

Yin Tingxue didn't want to hear his dirty talk, so she added some lamp oil to the lamp in the study and turned back to her room.

Chen Yi didn't read for long, and soon he returned to the bedroom carefully with the lamp in hand.

He saw Yin Tingxue lying on the bed, holding paper flowers and looking at him.

Isn't that the paper flower he gave her?
"Try to open it? There's something inside." Chen Yi paused and said temptingly, "Do you want to know? If you want to know, open it."

Yin Tingxue twisted the petals, eager to try, but suddenly stopped.

"If I take it apart, will you bully me?"

Seeing through her trick, Chen Yi simply admitted, "What else? Let's open it and try."

There was no way Yin Tingxue would be fooled. If she was fooled, she would definitely be severely bullied. He always said that she was not interesting enough and that she had to be bullied to be interesting enough. Once she was bullied, how miserable she would be would depend entirely on his mood.

She twisted the paper flowers and suppressed her curiosity. "You persuaded me to open it, and then you bullied me after I opened it. How can you keep me in suspense?"

However, she finally put the paper flowers back into the box and placed it next to the bed.

Chen Yi smiled and walked over. As soon as he put the lamp on the bedside table, Yin Tingxue opened the quilt familiarly and said, "Come in."

Chen Yi's heart softened, and he rolled over and lay down, holding her in his arms.

Yin Tingxue raised her eyes and saw him exhaling a long breath of white air in the dark night. He turned around a few times and then turned off the oil lamp.

The room suddenly became dark, and the night seemed to open its arms and embrace us from the other side.

Chen Yi did nothing but quietly hugged Yin Tingxue. He had already slept with her in his arms for two nights. Thinking of this, Yin Tingxue couldn't help but feel alert.

If this comes to the third night, there will be no way to avoid it.

Perhaps knowing that she couldn't stop him, Yin Tingxue was worried. After a while, she said, "Chen Yi, am I your wife now?"

"Well, why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"Husband and wife should respect each other like guests... they shouldn't, shouldn't say dirty words." Yin Tingxue's voice was a little low.

Chen Yi was stunned, then found it funny, and said, "It is said that a wife should treat her husband with respect."

"I'm very serious."

"Then it's not enough to bring a case." Chen Yi said in a scoundrel tone.

Knowing that she couldn't persuade him, Yin Tingxue gave up and could only lower her head as much as possible. Let's leave tomorrow's matter for tomorrow.

Go to sleep, you still have to memorize tomorrow...

Yin Tingxue closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly, but Chen Yi was still awake.

He looked into the distance.

By the way, will Lu Ying return to Cangwu Peak tomorrow?
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Yinjian Mountain, which practices both Taoism and martial arts, does not practice seclusion. Among all Taoist sects, it is the path of helping the world and slaying demons. Because of this, unlike those reclusive Taoists who sit back and wait for opportunities, and take their chances if they succeed, they will die if they fail. The disciples of Yinjian Mountain act according to the opportunities provided by heaven and earth. In this case, it involves the issue of distribution. Even though the masters of the various peaks have mastered the skills of cultivating their qi and will not fight each other, they can still fight for it.

The opportunity of the Sword Pool was enjoyed by Lu Ying alone, 30% because of the good appearance of the contemporary sword armor, but the remaining 60% and 70% were not because of the strong opposition of Bai Yu Zhenren. If Lu Ying really returned empty-handed, Bai Yu Zhenren's reputation as the head of the sect would naturally be greatly damaged. Fortunately, after the small test on Qingyun Peak, Lu Ying did not disappoint the sect this time. Several elders were very satisfied, and the heads of other peaks were even more impressed that although Lu Ying did not get the substance, his Tao heart was close to the unity of heaven and man, which was rare in ten years.

As for why it is a once-in-ten-year opportunity instead of a once-in-a-century opportunity, it is because the last person to experience this was her master Zhou Yitang.

Yin Tingxue was memorizing lessons in the nameless school. While Zhou Yitong was away, she looked out the window towards the mountain path and saw a familiar figure.

Isn’t that Senior Sister Lu?

After two days and one night of examination, Lu Ying went up the mountain path. After passing the towering fir trees, he saw the one-armed woman waiting at the end of the path.

"Master."

Lu Ying shouted, her voice so flat that even she was surprised.

There wasn't even the slightest feeling of returning home... Lu Ying lowered his eyes slightly, trying to find any ripples in his heart, but there was none.

Zhou Yitang looked at Lu Ying and nodded, which was the greatest recognition.

Lu Ying immediately walked with her, one in front and one behind. There was no need for too many words or too many questions. The master and disciple had already developed an extraordinary tacit understanding, which was not as good as telepathy, but better than telepathy.

"Master Baiyu told me that your next destiny is in the southwest, and you will probably go to the Sword Village to choose a sword." When they got closer to the stone cliff in the distance, Zhou Yitang asked, "After passing the Sword Pool, how is your sword?"

Although she had witnessed Lu Ying's changes with her own eyes, she still had to ask a question now.

Lu Ying lowered his eyes slightly, then asked, "Master, who do you want to compare with?"

"I."

"I have achieved some small success." Lu Ying replied.

Zhou Yitang asked another name without even turning his head, "Chen Yi."

Lu Ying seemed a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he was the master's nephew after all. She thought about it for a moment and then said, "Xiaocheng is dissatisfied."

The one-armed woman suddenly stopped.

She narrowed her cold eyes and said, "In other words, I am one step behind?"

Lu Ying said: "Disciple dare not speak nonsense."

Zhou Yitang was neither sad nor happy. The breeze blew over the sleeves of her robe that were fluttering on the left side.

With a slight thought, a wooden sword flew over from the air.

She held the sword in one hand and stepped into the sword-asking venue yesterday, saying:
"Come and see if you have really achieved something."

Lu Ying didn't waste any words either. He took the wooden sword from the weapon rack and immediately stood in front of his master. On Yinjian Mountain, where both Taoism and martial arts were cultivated, it was common for disciples to ask their masters for swordsmanship. Even masters and disciples asking each other for swordsmanship was not uncommon. If it were placed in a sect with strict rules, it would inevitably be considered disrespectful. However, this custom on Yinjian Mountain has a long history and cannot be traced. All we know is that it benefits the swordsmanship of Yinjian Mountain and benefits the world and slays demons, so it has a long history.

However, on Cangwu Peak, asking for swordsmanship is still a rare act, and there are only a few throughout the year. Lu Ying used to value the Dao more than the sword, and even if Zhou Yitong had suppressed her realm to an extremely low level, she could not make it past one round. It was called asking for swordsmanship, but it was more like a fight.

And it was not until today that Lu Ying finally had the chance to challenge the sword for real. A trace of barely perceptible excitement floated in his heart, but it stopped in an instant.

Now the master and the disciple really fought each other.

It was clearly a plain wooden sword, chopped down vertically, but in Lu Ying's eyes, it was like a mountain pressing down on him in an instant.

Lu Ying suddenly raised his sword, and his figure immediately moved along the sword with exquisite steps. The one-armed woman's sword did not change, but Lu Ying's steps kept changing. His wrist shook, and he cut, picked, stabbed, and pried. As the sword tip moved horizontally and vertically, the mountains in the field of vision seemed to be cut open layer by layer, leaving only a few hills and valleys.

The wind sounded, and Zhou Yitong handed a sword to Lu Ying. Lu Ying pointed the sword downward at a perfect angle, and the sword hit the target just a few inches away from the guard. Then Zhou Yitong pressed his wrist down and stabbed Lu Ying in the ribs.

Lu Ying suddenly raised the sword, with the tip of the sword pointed straight towards Zhou Yitang's face. Her arms were stretched very long. If the two of them continued to attack, she would definitely stab Zhou Yitang first.

Zhou Yitang twisted his wrist downward in a huge arc, then suddenly lifted it up, and the sword slashed upwards almost without warning!
Counter-blade technique.

It is the greatest and simplest change.
The angle of this sword is unexpected, and it is a blow that a single-edged sword cannot achieve. Only a double-edged sword can perform this attack. The virtual is real, and the real is virtual. For Lu Ying's level, only a swordsman who has been immersed in swordsmanship for decades can change freely.

Ren Luying's sword moves had changed in various ways before, blocking Zhou Yitong's energy, but her changes were limited to this one sword.

The wooden sword hit Lu Yingjian right in the middle of his body. If it was a real sword fight, it would have cut off one of his arms. Lu Yingjian was shaken away and had to hold the sword with both hands and step back. Zhou Yitang immediately moved forward again, using one hand against both hands.

Both hands are strong and one arm is long, this is the principle of swordsmanship. When the swords of the master and the disciple met, Zhou Yitang used his strength to attack the weakness, and Lu Ying kept parrying. The sound of the sword moving on the wooden sword became more and more dazzling, but Lu Ying's mood did not fluctuate, and he was able to make the most rational response in the shortest time.

The swords of the two seemed to be rolling against each other. Lu Ying's sword became more and more steady, and he gradually turned from defense to offense. Their sword moves were just horizontal and vertical. Lu Ying saw that Zhou Yitong's sword had shed the outer coat of a mountain, as if a brocade was torn, and the true face of Mount Lu was gradually revealed in the circles of sword dances.

Lu Ying turned around and swung his sword, just like unveiling a curtain, and saw that it was...

A pig?!
An extremely abrupt pig face appeared among the grass and trees. The man was wearing a mask and seemed to be smiling at this side.

Why is he here?
Lu Ying's mind suddenly became chaotic, and the sword force that had been becoming increasingly smooth and flawless began to dissipate. The tip of the sword in his hand trembled, and a sound of breaking through the air was heard.

Zhou Yitang's sword was already hanging a few inches away from Lu Ying's neck.

Although she won the sword-chasing contest, the one-armed woman showed no joy on her face. It seemed that the sword-chasing contest was just a way for Lu Ying to verify his sword skills, but in fact, she was honing Lu Ying's swordsmanship bit by bit and eliminating all distracting thoughts.

However, Lu Ying's mind was in chaos at the last moment, which made most of his plans go to waste.

Zhou Yitang looked at Lu Ying unkindly, and said, "Go back and rest first."

"…Yes…"

Lu Ying looked back every three steps, still looking in that direction, his mood in turmoil, puzzled. Yinjian Mountain... Yinjian Mountain is a sect for female monks!
Inside the school, Yin Tingxue was also looking over there. She was shocked and had a bad feeling in her heart.

A cold wind blew.

Amid the swaying shadows of the trees, Zhou Yitang took a light step and landed in front of the culprit.

The one-armed woman stared at the ugly pig-faced mask. It was extremely ridiculous, but she didn't laugh at all.
"pick up."

Chen Yi smiled at her, with a hint of flattery in his smile, and without a hint of concession in his eyes, he asked, "Isn't it pretty?"

Zhou Yitang narrowed his cold eyes, pointed his finger and shot out sword energy. The mask on Chen Yi's face instantly split into two halves, and a drop of blood flowed out from between his eyebrows.

Their eyes met. Chen Yi was silent for a while and said, "I said she is not happy like this. I want her to be happier."

Zhou Yitang smiled, and her smile made the weather seem even colder.

Chen Yi seemed to be used to her laughing like this. When they had the biggest disagreement in their previous life, she also laughed like this, and it was cold enough to penetrate into people's bones.

"This is my apprentice, and your senior sister." Zhou Yitong said word by word.

Chen Yi's lips trembled, but he was speechless for a moment.

"Mute?" asked the one-armed woman.

Chen Yi looked at his two wives in these two lives. Even to this day, there is still an unspeakable gap between them. In the past, the gap between them was too big and it didn’t matter much, but now that they are almost on equal terms, the gap has become more solid and clear.

"I feel that you now are a bit like you when you were about to go crazy..." Chen Yi said in a gentle tone.

If Zhou Yitang had not been possessed by evil spirits before, he would not have had the opportunity to take advantage of him.

Zhou Yitang raised the tip of his sword, as if he had poked a new scar, and retorted, "So what? Are you going to do it again?"

Chen Yi took a breath.

It's like this again, she's always like this...

This woman is so much like him. She always cares about the past and is more persistent than him. He can realize that hatred is just a kind of desire, but she will not regard the past as a passing cloud.

There was a nameless anger rising between the two of them, and the sharp sword energy was restrained, almost on the verge of a fight.

Yin Tingxue realized that she could not wait any longer.

At this time, a figure jumped out from the grass and trees.

Yin Tingxue had just watched the whole process from the sidelines of the school. She looked this way and that way, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Neither of them noticed me, so they were about to fight...

She suddenly opened her throat and shouted,
“I don’t want to memorize anymore.”

Both of them were cut off from their anger by these abrupt words and looked over.

Zhou Yitang was still angry and asked, "What do you want? If you don't want to recite the book, what do you want to recite?"

Yin Tingxue didn't want to see them quarreling, and didn't know how to defuse their anger, so she quickly said, "I think Beichao..."

The words fell on my ears.
Chen Yi was stunned for a moment.

The one-armed woman was also stunned for a moment, then she suddenly looked up and said coldly: "See what you taught her all day long? How dare you lie in front of me."

When she had finished speaking, she turned and left abruptly.

Chen Yi stretched out his hand to grab it, but caught nothing, his face turned red. For a moment, he could not feel angry at all and could only smile bitterly helplessly.

When Yin Tingxue saw the one-armed woman leave, she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and remembered the strange words Chen Yi said last night.

Chen Yi sorted out his thoughts, turned around to face Yin Tingxue, and said jokingly, "You're thinking about Beichao, right?"

"I..." Yin Tingxue just took half a step back. She was extremely unhappy about what happened on the bed. If she didn't want to see them quarreling, she wouldn't have brought trouble upon herself.

However, the little fox did not regret it, nor did he shake his head to deny it. He just said meekly: "Well... just don't quarrel with Master Zhou."

If two people were always in harmony,

The Northern Dynasty is the Northern Dynasty...

(End of this chapter)