My enemies became my companions

Chapter 544 Kiss (Three-in-one extra chapter)

Having been together for two lifetimes, both of them had times when they had to give in to each other. She was more stubborn than Chen Yi, so Chen Yi gave in more often.

There were times when Zhou Yitang would give in, but they were few and far between. Sometimes she would smile from the bottom of her heart, which would surprise Chen Yi. Now that she had openly admitted her mistakes, how could he not be shocked?

His face was uncertain for a moment, then he calmed down, sat up straight and asked, "Tell me slowly, let's start with this Taisha sword. This box... is not used to seal it, right?"

"It is for nurturing. The box pattern has the six stars of the Southern Dipper, with the Seven Killers as the most important. It can lock the murderous aura and prevent it from spilling out."

"...Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Chen Yi frowned slightly.

"I'll tell you in advance, if you have any concerns, you will never unsheathe the Taisha Sword," Zhou Yitang paused and said slowly, "You are easy to kill people, and I let you carry it all the way south so that it can devour some fresh blood along the way, and by the way..."

She tapped the table with her fingers.

Chen Yi felt the sword box vibrate violently and tried to suppress it, but the Taisha Sword broke free from the cage in an instant and flew into Zhou Yitang's hands.

His eyes flickered slightly, with a hint of cloudiness.

Zhou Yitang raised the sword in his hand, and after sweeping it over, he said, "There is still a trace of ancient divinity, an unexpected surprise."

At that time, Yin Tingxue brought tea, and Chen Yi took it from his hand, "Divinity?"

There are countless creatures in the world, and those that people cannot name are called gods. Those that yin and yang are unpredictable are called gods. As far as Chen Yi knows, the so-called divinity refers to the nature of gods, that is, those that people cannot name and those that yin and yang are unpredictable. In other words, the undefinable and unpredictable is divinity.

There are levels of martial arts, but there is no high or low level of divinity, only types. The most common is the divinity of incense. Gods such as the Kitchen God and the God of Land are often worshipped. Their divinity is nurtured in incense. Although the yin and yang are also unpredictable, because incense carries the hopes of ordinary people, gods with incense divinity tend to do good and spread justice.

In addition to the divinity of incense, there is also the evil divinity, which is mostly bred by the violent hearts of ghosts or ferocious beasts. Even though they also eat incense, they often act capriciously and cruelly, and kill without stopping.

Divinity encompasses a lot. Even the Buddha-nature mentioned in Buddhism may be a different kind of divinity, born from man's infinite mind. Therefore, it is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, and neither increases nor decreases.

As for the ancient divinity that Zhou Yitang talked about, Chen Yi had heard the least and knew almost nothing about it.

"Feed it...for what?" Chen Yi suddenly remembered what the fox fairy had said before, and he became more suspicious.

"There is a god behind the White Lotus Sect," Zhou Yitang said, "Longhu Mountain borrowed this sword for this reason."

This explanation was acceptable and just what Chen Yi had expected. However, it was precisely because it was expected that Chen Yi found it a little strange.

Zhou Yitang seemed to guess that he had doubts, "You don't believe it?"

Chen Yi took a sip of tea and said, "Didn't you say that the letter from Longhu Mountain was vague and I don't know their intentions?"

"I got it now."

"Oh?"

"Use the Taisha Sword as the main sword of the Longhu Mountain Sword Formation, turn the formation's defensive position into an offensive one, and kill the White Lotus Sect God with the sword," Zhou Yitang finished speaking, and keenly noticed something strange from Chen Yi's expression, "Who did you meet that made you not believe me?"

Chen Yi did not hide it and said slowly: "Yes, I just saw a fox fairy, and what she told me was not this."

"Fox demons are good at confusing people."

"But I still don't believe it." Chen Yi stretched his body carelessly, with an attitude of "what can you do to me?"

Zhou Yitang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chen Yi raised the index finger and thumb of his right hand, and with a relaxed posture, he was ready to go.

Dong Gong Ruoshu, who was standing by, didn't notice the change in atmosphere. She scratched her head, wondering why they stopped talking again. Compared to her, Yin Tingxue, who had been with them for a long time, was terrified.

Neither of them would bow to the other, and they often looked at each other coldly and were on the verge of a fight. She was really afraid that the two of them would break up and fight, and then demolishing the inn would be a small matter.

The little fox hesitated for a while, wondering whether he had to sacrifice himself again and endure the pain and go to the North Dynasty again.

next moment,
The one-armed woman's clasped hands gradually loosened.

She said, "Just follow me up the mountain and take a look."

Chen Yi seemed not to have heard clearly, and said in a daze: "What?"

"I won't argue with you. Seeing is believing. Let's go up the mountain and take a look."

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The mountains are dark green and the water is beautiful.

As the sun set, the crooked shadow of the stone bridge dragged into the stream. Along the way, a Taoist priest came down the mountain to fetch water and bowed to Chen Yi, who casually returned the gesture.

Occasionally seeing a pavilion to rest, Chen Yi only walked a few steps and said that he was not in good health and had been rubbed by the little fox, so he needed to take a rest.

The palace at the foot of the mountain was coated with a layer of oil by the setting sun, and the halo dripped along the eaves. At dusk, this place seemed like a fairy palace.

After looking at it for a while, Chen Yi said, "This is much more beautiful than the scenery at Cangwu Peak."

"The mountain is not high, as long as there are immortals, there will be spirits."

She was always reluctant to say more nice things in response, Chen Yi thought, at least she didn't deny the word "we".

Sitting in the pavilion and watching for a while, he really didn't see anything unusual. The mountain was still the same mountain, with fairy air curling around and clouds and mist. Chen Yi couldn't help but wonder if he was too suspicious.

I still have to continue going up and see the sword formation.

"Gone?" she asked.

"Let's go, we've had enough rest."

Chen Yi slapped his thigh and stood up immediately.

Zhou Yitang narrowed her eyes coldly...he was patting her thigh.

There is no need to look specially, what is waiting for her is bound to be a shameless smile.

Although the two are husband and wife in two lives, they have experienced too many twists and turns with each other, and are unwilling to bow to each other. Therefore, Chen Yi seems to be confirming the progress of their relationship little by little through this deliberate offense. Zhou Yitang has never known.

It didn't take long before they walked over the long steps and slowly climbed to the top of Longhu Mountain. Shangqing Palace was right in front of them, only a short distance away from the top. Chen Yi took in the scenery of Longhu Mountain and accompanied Zhou Yitong as if they were on a tour and walked into the palace gate.

"The copper bell on the eaves was swaying, but its reflection was frozen in the water and did not move. It actually looked brighter than the real bell." Chen Yi said casually.

"Ah."

"…I have such great literary talent, why is this the only response I get?"

"It's just a show of literary talent." Zhou Yitang received the cold response he deserved.

At this moment, a gentle and elegant voice suddenly sounded from the front.

"Master Zhou is too harsh. Although his words are plain, they are in line with the principles of the Tao."

Chen Yi turned around and saw a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe with a very good appearance walking towards him. He walked slowly, his sleeves lifted up like an immortal, and bowed to Chen Yi and said:

"Blessings and infinite heavenly master, my Taoist name is Zhao Hu, and I am the abbot here."

In a temple, the position of the abbot is to assist the abbot in management. He has a high status and is often the second or third in command. In front of him is a middle-aged man in his thirties. It is rare to see such a young abbot. Chen Yi looks at his aura and he doesn't look like he has regained his youth.

Chen Yi took out Yin Tingxue's certificate of ordination and casually explained his identity.

Zhao Hun didn't look closely and said slowly: "I think you are the one who protects the sword."

"good."

"Let's not delay any further, let's take a look at the sword formation first."

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With the big cliff at the top of Longhu Mountain as the center, within an area of ​​about ten feet, wisps of sword energy are suspended in the air, countless in number, giving people a feeling of being ready to go in the silence. The whole sword formation is so majestic that it is shocking.

Chen Yi had seen the Twelve Yunjin Swords of the Taoists in Longhu Mountain before, and had easily broken them, so he couldn't help but look down on them. Now that he saw such a sword formation, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly and felt awe-inspiring.

Like a minefield.

Make people dare not go beyond the line.

Zhang Zhaohuan generously showed Chen Yi this exquisite sword formation that condensed the essence of all the ancestors of Longhu Mountain. Chen Yi looked at it carefully for a long time, then slowly reached out his hand.

The sword intent enveloped the past.

Thousands of sword energies suddenly became powerful, like thousands of arrows that were about to be fired from the military formations on a battlefield, ready to tear Chen Yi and the world of sword intent into pieces. His eyes fixed and he silently withdrew his hand.

Since entering the third level, Chen Yi had not seen this kind of scene for a long time and pondered for a moment.

In the sword formation, which is mainly for killing, there are three levels of division, and the killing power is ranked from high to low, namely the killing intent from heaven, the killing intent from earth, and the killing intent from man.

Zhao Hun asked, "Do you still have any doubts, fellow Daoist?"

"The Dragon Tiger Mountain Sword Formation is indeed worthy of its reputation. It has reached the realm of 'the ground emits murderous intent, and dragons and snakes rise from the land'. However..." Chen Yi looked through the sword energy, "Where is the sword?"

"there."

Chen Yi turned around and saw Zhao Hun bowing, not towards him, but towards the sky.

Then he raised his head and looked.

A thick purple aura condensed in the sky, like a huge river running across it. Clouds and mist surged and rolled. The Big Dipper was exceptionally bright, revealing murderous intent.

Zhao Hun laughed and said, "The ancestors of Longhu Mountain are above, the sky is filled with murderous intent, and the stars are moving and changing their places!"

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The swords in the Longhu Mountain Sword Formation are not swords on the ground, but swords of the gods in the sky. Their majestic and towering aura really made Chen Yi drop his jaw. Seeing this scene, his mentality was roughly the same as that of Liu Laolao when she visited the Grand View Garden. He thought that an ordinary garden was already the most beautiful scenery, but he didn't expect that there was such a blessed place as the Grand View Garden.

Apart from Longhu Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism, is there any other sect in the world that can have so many immortals ascend to heaven, and enough to form a heavenly sword formation? !

If other sects knew of the existence of this Heavenly Sword Formation, they would probably be severely damaged.

"You've seen them all, right?" Zhou Yitang said.

Chen Yi nodded slightly. Although he was surprised at that time, he looked up and down several times and could not find any clues.

Although he was not proficient in formations, after learning of the existence of the Heavenly Sword Formation, he could not help but doubt the authenticity of the Fox Fairy. Since the Heavenly Sword Formation was controlled by the ascended ancestors of Longhu Mountain, how could Longhu Mountain turn around and use the Taisha Sword to kill immortal gods? Isn't this a contradiction?

From this point of view, it is possible that this fox fairy is misleading people with her lies, and even if what she said is true, it is definitely biased.

Zhou Yitang then said: "In that case, give me the sword."

Because of his doubts, Chen Yi did not bring the sword case with him when he went up the mountain. He left the sword case with Yin Tingxue for safekeeping, and attached a wisp of sword intent to the two women. Fang Di naturally wore it on her body, but as they were in Longhu Mountain, the old saint did not dare to show her head, and did not even use her spiritual sense to observe the outside world.

"It's not that I can't, but if I find something wrong, I will definitely take it back." Chen Yi paused, and suddenly thought of someone, "Where is Lu Ying?"

Zhou Yitang seemed to have expected that he would ask about Lu Ying's situation.

"In Xianshui Rock." "Hanging coffin cliff tomb?" Chen Yi asked in surprise. He had asked the waiter about various places in Longhu Mountain before, and one of them was Xianshui Rock. There were steep cliffs there, and coffins were buried in the mountain. "Isn't that a place where the dead are buried? The yin energy is so heavy, how can we bear it?"

"You seem to be particularly concerned about Senior Sister."

"I actually care about you more."

Zhou Yitang was silent for a while, then turned around and said, "Just follow me."

The 72 halls of Mount Longhu are located in various peaks, mostly concentrated in the southeast, blending with the mountain scenery. Other places are mostly desolate, with trees competing to grow. A one-armed woman leads the way, and Chen Yi follows, first heading west and then north. The road becomes more and more dangerous, the sky is dark, and the scenery along the way is not clear.

There was a thin mist floating in the pine forest behind Shangqing Palace.

The one-armed woman walked lightly in the forest, passing through the misty fog. Chen Yi also kept walking, staring at her rising and falling figure. He still remembered that when he first arrived at Cangwu Peak in his previous life, she walked on leaves and he tried his best to catch up with her but couldn't find her. After he finally returned to the Taoist temple, she asked him to practice light skills more on the grounds that he had not practiced enough.

In front of us, pine branches shade the cliff.

She had just stepped over the pine wood and fell down. Chen Yi, who was following closely, couldn't help but secretly pecked her on the back of the cheek.

Zhou Yitang shuddered as if he was pricked by a needle, turned his head sharply, and pointed his fingers like a sword, "Are you crazy?"

Chen Yi gave her a nonchalant smile.

Zhou Yitang's expression remained the same, and he said, "Stay away from me."

Chen Yi obediently stepped back a few steps, expecting her to say, "Please stay away from me." But no, there was some difference between the two of them. The one-armed woman turned around and left.

Chen Yi hurried to catch up.

After a few breaths, we arrived at Xianshui Rock. Looking down, we could see steep cliffs and a bottomless abyss under our feet. Densely packed coffins were quietly displayed in the excavated mountain, silently telling of death. Strong pine trees grew tenaciously on the broken rocks at the edge of the cliff. Through the needle-like pine needles, we could see a familiar figure approaching slowly.

"Lu Ying." Chen Yi shouted.

Lu Ying climbed up the stairs and walked slowly. He bowed and said, "I have a Taoist name, Mingxuan."

Chen Yi glanced at the one-armed woman. Lu Ying took a Taoist name when he went south. It seems that he really got the Taoism. Now one is called Tongxuan and the other is called Mingxuan. Does it mean that they will inherit the Taoist mantle?
No matter what, Lu Ying is becoming more and more like Zhou Yitang.

When she saw me just now, she didn't feel like we were meeting again after a long separation.

Chen Yi didn't know what to say. Lu Ying was so unfamiliar to him. He asked, "You...are you okay all the way here?"

"Nothing happened on the way."

"Ok."

Chen Yi pondered for a moment, then immediately took out a pig-face mask from the ground and was about to put it on, but he saw that Lu Ying's face was calm and he didn't react at all.

His expression was dim.

.........

Chen Yi and Lu Ying didn’t talk much. It was like a reunion of ordinary friends who hadn’t seen each other for decades. They were familiar with each other, but they were no longer strangers.

It was already late and it was not convenient to go down the mountain, so Zhou Yitong led him to the guest room for fellow Taoists at Longhu Mountain, and her courtyard was right next to it.

The sound of the brook flowed under the moonlight. Standing on the pavilion outside the door, Chen Yi could see the rock wall reflected in the pool, dyeing the water surface black.

She was not in a hurry to leave. Chen Yi stood there, enjoying the quietness with her by his side.

She is a strict teacher and he is a rebellious student, but there is no tension or confrontation between them. This scene is extremely rare.

After a long while, Chen Yi asked, "Did you sincerely admit your mistake to me before?"

Zhou Yitang glanced at him and replied, "Yin Tingxue said that you are soft-hearted and not hard-hearted."

The implication is that it was all Yin Tingxue's orders.

Chen Yi couldn't help but think that the little fox was so evil and unforgivable, he must be severely punished.

It was midnight in the dead of winter, and the dead branches suddenly made a crisp sound against the cliff walls.

After standing there for who knows how long, Chen Yi was finally ready to go back to his room. He walked towards Zhou Yitang from behind, stretching out his hands cautiously and tremblingly.

There is always a gap between two people, and it is full of thorns. Someone always needs to take the initiative to cross it, but they are also worried that a slight mistake will lead to a huge mistake. Now, there is no better opportunity than this...

Take her into your arms.

The one-armed woman said nothing, just stood there quietly. She leaned back subconsciously, then stood up straight. The two of them snuggled together in this awkward manner.

The crescent moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the sky was filled with stars so low that it seemed as if one could hold a few of them with one's hand. The Milky Way ran across the top of the head, and the starlight fell into the deep valley, making the night even darker.

The mountain ridges in the distance blended into the ink color, but their outlines were frosty white, like jade immersed in icy water. The cold air condensed into white mist, slowly crawling along the mountain ridges.

After a long, long time, Chen Yi finally let go of his hand, took a deep breath and said, "I'm going back."

Zhou Yitang didn't say anything, as if she didn't miss him at all. When Chen Yi turned around and walked to the door, she suddenly called out to him.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yi asked.

"When the night gets darker, I'll come find you."

After saying that, the one-armed woman suddenly went away, and only the implied meaning of her words lingered in Chen Yi's ears.

The sky was dark, the moonlight was hidden in the clouds, time passed slowly, and before I knew it, it was already late at night, and a thin mist solidified on the mountains.

The one-armed woman arrived as promised, lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly knocked on the door.

The door opened directly inwards without being knocked.

Zhou Yitang stood there, looking at the empty room, stunned for a moment.

………….
There was a knock on the door.

Yin Tingxue confirmed with Donggong Ruoshu, looked at each other, and quickly walked to open the door.

Chen Yi hurriedly stepped into the room, picked up the sword case and said, "Hurry up and pack it up, there's not much time left."

Yin Tingxue was confused and couldn't understand why he was leaving out of the blue? Didn't Chen Yi say that he would rest on Longhu Mountain tonight? There was no sign at all.

"Why, why are you in such a hurry?"

Seeing her confusion, Chen Yi didn't have time to explain the matter in detail, so he said, "Little fox, I will carve a Bodhisattva for you later, and I will spend ten times more time carving it this time."

Yin Tingxue was stunned and asked, "Ah?"

"Not only will I carve the Bodhisattva, I will risk my life to take you back to Yintai Temple tomorrow. Oh, and I will also give you the Kongming lantern that I was going to give to my master. From now on, I will not care about anything you do wrong, and I will always love you the most."

“…Is this so good?” Yin Tingxue was flattered, as if she were in a dream.

Chen Yi then asked, "Little fox, I'm so nice to you, what do you think?"

"Uh..." Yin Tingxue hesitated for a moment and said, "...Northern Dynasty?"

"That's right." Chen Yi packed his luggage quickly. "She must have other plans. She might target me."

He acted quickly, doing what he thought of, and was always swift and resolute. He changed into mourning clothes, put the sword case on his back, put the coffin on his back, and then grabbed Donggong Ruoshu, who was in the form of a soul.

Yin Tingxue also changed her clothes in a hurry.

"Something is not going well," Chen Yi pushed the door open and looked at Longhu Mountain in the distance, "Prepare to retreat."

...........
The next day, the morning mist sank into Longhu, creating a scene like a fairy palace.

Yin Weiying got up early and seeing that the weather was fine, he turned around and woke up Lin Wanheng who was still sleeping soundly. The young widow got up complaining and was greeted by the nun's slightly serious face.

“…What’s wrong with you?” Lin Wanheng asked in confusion.

"Longhu Mountain is a blessed place, and now is a good time. Your life is as fragile as paper, so I will teach you some breathing techniques to prolong your life." Yin Weiying paused for a moment and said meaningfully, "To strengthen your body."

Lin Wanheng didn't understand and wanted to refuse, but Xiuhe, who was standing next to him, had her eyes lit up and tactfully advised him a few words.

The young lady of the Lin family was a virgin and had no experience, so naturally she didn't know the nun's intention. The young lady was weak, and although Yin Weiying felt relieved, he was afraid that she really couldn't stand the torture, and it would be bad if she vomited blood and died.

And perhaps it was a telepathic connection, Yin Weiying had a dream last night, in which he felt that Chen Yi had already arrived, and might even be in Longhu Mountain.

In this case, Lin Wanheng would have to be given some last-minute help, and he would be able to discover her contribution inadvertently.

Yin Weiying waved at Xiuhe and ordered, "Take her to wash up first."

The nun walked out of the hall, pushed the door open, and strolled along the mountain path to enjoy the beautiful sky of Mount Longhu. The eaves of the 72 halls were looming in the mist in the distance, and the mountains and rivers were beautiful. It was a scene of Taoism following nature.

Suddenly, a figure appeared floating in the air, and Yin Weiying's originally overjoyed expression suddenly disappeared.

"I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person."

Facing Zhou Yitang, she spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.

They had met once before, and when they met again, Yin Weiying behaved much more properly and naturally, showing more of the magnanimous demeanor he should have.

"Forget about the long-distance greeting." Zhou Yitang said, "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

Yin Weiying didn't like her acting like an elder. She was clearly the eldest lady, but she acted as if she was a generation lower than Zhou Yitong. How could this be so? Even if the two of them treated each other as peers, it would be considered giving her enough face.

She didn't look at Zhou Yitang, but continued walking in front of the latter, casually admiring the scenery along the way.

"I don't need to know." Yin Weiying waited for her to give in and then changed his tone before continuing the conversation.

Zhou Yitang said suddenly: "He's here."

Having said that, since he had something to say, Yin Weiying would just let it go, "I hope you can give me some advice."

Zhou Yitang continued, "He came up the mountain last night. I took him to observe the sword formation. Supervisor Zhang entertained him. Then he went with me to look for Lu Ying and stayed on the mountain that night."

"And then?" Yin Weiying asked quickly, his eyes already bright.

The most important people are often the ones you meet last.

"Then..." Zhou Yitang said: "He left."

"."

A breeze blew by, and the sleeves of the woman in white fluttered.

"In other words," the nun paused for a moment and turned around to ask, "he met you and Lu Ying, but didn't come to see me?"

(End of this chapter)