There's something wrong with my master.

The Yunxue Sword had also remained in the same place, and what had just been slashed out was just an illusion.

The purpose seems to be to scare him?

I haven't seen you for over a hundred years. It seems like Master has become a bit evil?

bass!

The Yunxue Sword flew over again and stopped in front of Yun Changsheng. With a "bang", the hilt of the sword hit his forehead hard.

It looks painful, but actually the force when the hilt falls is not very strong, like punishing a child who has done something wrong.

Before Yun Changsheng could come to his senses, with a "bang", the hilt of the sword suddenly attacked and slammed into his soul.

"Woo~"

The young man clenched his hands, the severe pain made him unable to speak. He knelt on the ground, grabbing the snow with his fists, his expression slightly ferocious.

The soul belonging to Lin Duoduo was vibrating wildly in the depths of his soul, but it never showed any intention of separation. Instead, it merged deeper and deeper with his soul.

"Uh~ah~"

He couldn't bear it any longer and cried out in pain. Hot sweat dripped onto the ground and melted the snow in front of him.

bass!

Seeing him in so much pain, Yun Xuejian finally gave up trying, and a silent sigh seemed to be heard from the black coffin.

The sword light fell and turned into a warm spiritual light, nourishing Yun Changsheng's soul.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Changsheng finally recovered from the pain.

"Master, are you not going to pursue this matter?"

There was no sound in the cave, but the Yunxue Sword had flown back to his storage ring.

"Master, although this is very willful, if it were just this, I would still do something disobedient."

"The sun and the moon are upside down, the stars are shining like the sun, and the blue sea is suspended in the sky. Disciple wants to give it a try."

"If Master doesn't allow me, you can block my way down the mountain, imprison me in a cave, suppress me under Four Seasons Mountain, or break my body and destroy my cultivation."

"I respect all decisions made by Master."

"Everything is decided?" Finally, another voice was heard on the mountain. "Your decision is to threaten me? Why can't you stay on the mountain and practice well?"

"I...I thought..." Yun Changsheng heard the familiar and light tone, and his voice was hesitant.

"Do you think I don't care about you? If I don't care about you, I will tell you the cause and effect of your actions, and I will bear all the consequences. Even if a monk who is transcending tribulation comes to my door, I will not be afraid of such words?"

"As a master, can't you care about your disciples?"

"Why don't you always listen to me?"

"Is it so difficult for you to stay in the mountains and practice?"

As if to vent the resentment in his heart.

The life-saving grace, the teachings for more than ten years, the inner demon, and the obsession that remained in her heart with an ulterior motive.

He actually threatened her?

Can't you be a little more obedient?

"Master has been very kind to me, so I... I shouldn't have done this, but I want to give it a try because I really can't help it."

"If the body in the black coffin is still there tomorrow, I will take it away. If it is not there, then let it be gone."

"I will go down the mountain again in a few days. Master can stop me. I will not resist and will let you deal with me."

Letting go is a difficult thing.

If you can't let go, you can't help it.

He admitted that he was too greedy. Unless he was shackled, he wanted to do something as long as he could move.

"The sun and the moon are turned upside down, the stars are shining like the sun, and the blue sea is suspended in the sky. You can do these things after you become an immortal and then come down to this world. Why do you have to come down the mountain?"

"Becoming an immortal is also her wish for you, otherwise she wouldn't have said these words at the end."

"If you don't listen to me, you should at least listen to her."

“But Master, it will take too long to become an immortal, and by then she will never be able to come back.” Yun Changsheng said, and took one last look at the black coffin.

The person in the black coffin was silent. This was her first time to fall in love and get married.

Yun Changsheng couldn't let go, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

He took out the jade slip and looked at the love story written by Yun Changsheng, and his mind swept through it.

[The best way to let go of a relationship is to start another one. ]

She looked at this sentence and her mind swept over the green-shirted swordsman.

Seems like it’s suitable?

Our cultivation levels are similar, so we can ascend together when the time comes, and there’s no need for one to wait for another.

How about making it happen?

I ignored the sudden heart pang, probably because the poison in this body was acting up again.

In the silence, no one noticed the black and white colors under Yun Changsheng's feet as he walked.

In his world, everything is slowly losing its color. This process may take a long time or it may take very quickly.

Only that gentle and sweet figure has not changed.

She seemed to be still acting coquettishly, shaking Yun Changsheng's hand, pursing her lips and saying, "Husband~"

Chapter 68: Girl, do you want to become a real Yunrong clan member?

The scenery on the mountain is always beautiful in all four seasons.

Yun Changsheng took a pen and paper and walked all the way from the top of the mountain to the foot, looking at the peach blossoms and green leaves, wanting to capture the scenery in his painting.

But he was not good at it. No matter how he painted, he always felt that something was missing.

If only I had a camera right now.

He shook his head in self-mockery and looked at the blue-shirted swordsman who had been following him.

"Do you know the art of painting?"

"know a little."

“Can you help me draw the scenery here?”

"Let me try."

The swordsman in green shirt picked up the pen. He was clearly holding a pen, but it looked like he was holding a sword. His strokes were sharp and seemingly random, but with each stroke he captured the charm of the scenery.

She drew the sword in her hand, cut her fingertips, and dyed the scroll with peach blossoms.

"Thank you."

"Unkind."

"This thank you is what I should say. My wife loves the beauty of the world, but my painting skills are not up to par. It may take me a long time to learn to be as good as you, which will mean I will miss a lot of beautiful scenery."

Yun Changsheng put the scroll away. When he came to a place with beautiful scenery in the future, he would capture the scenery in his painting.

If one day, Lin Duoduo wakes up and he takes out the painting, Lin Duoduo will probably like it very much.

If, after looking at a painting, one really wants to go and see the real scenery, he will go with you.

Good habits should be developed from now on.

“I don’t know how long this mountain scenery will last.”

Because Lin Xi is in charge of Four Seasons Mountain, there are these four seasons wonders here.

If Lin Xi ascends to heaven one day, Yun Changsheng doesn't know if he can keep this scenery.

"If you like painting, I can teach you." The green-shirted swordsman suggested, feeling a little nervous and afraid of being rejected.

"Thank you." Yun Changsheng was not polite at all.

"I don't know your purpose, I don't know your identity, but I guess nothing good happens without a reason."

"If you need anything, it's better to tell me as soon as possible."

"Every day from now on, the world will become less colorful in my eyes. If you delay too long, it may be difficult to achieve your wish."

"Of course, if you really just happened to see an injustice and wanted to help, then just ignore what I said."

The green-shirted swordsman remained silent upon hearing this and just tightened the sword in his hand.

There was an obvious struggle under her hat, but in the end she said nothing.

It’s good like this now, Yun Rong will always be with Yun Lang.

Shouldn't ask for more.

"It seems that you have something to ask for. If you want to speak up, please do so as soon as possible."

Yun Changsheng looked at the green-shirted swordsman who suddenly tightened his sword and reminded him, his voice becoming more and more ethereal.

He met many people on this trip down the mountain, but there were only a few people he could really talk to.

There are even fewer who are still alive.

The old gentleman who liked his calligraphy, Mr. Feng who helped him a lot, and Aoki who played chess with him for ten years.

The rest were either buried in coffins or were not familiar at all.

I don’t know who this blue-shirted swordsman is.

As they walked up the mountain, the two of them captured the scenery of autumn, summer and winter on paper.

“Thank you.” Yun Changsheng thanked him again and returned to the tile-roofed house in the mountains. “If you want to go for a walk, go ahead. The master has set up restrictions in places that cannot be visited.”

Without even raising his head, he spoke to the green-shirted swordsman, then he held a pile of jade slips and began to look through them one by one.

After picking and choosing, only one jade slip was left in his hand.

“Is this the only place?”

If one wants to repeat the vision of the immortal’s arrival a hundred thousand years ago, naturally only an immortal can do it.

The things closest to immortals in this world must be the immortal weapons and immortal corpses that are nowhere to be found.

By destroying the immortal weapon or the immortal corpse, perhaps the phenomenon of the immortal descending to this world can be reproduced.

The other two people who are closest to the immortals are naturally Tianxue and Tianyun, who once killed immortals.

The two of them had already died in love, but their two swords are still in the world.

No one knew what had happened to the spirit of the Yunxue Sword, and it was completely confused and even worse than the spirit of the guqin.

That leaves only the other sword, Snow Cloud.

It just so happened that Yun Changsheng knew where the sword was, and when he was going down the mountain, the Yunxue Sword sensed something.

When traveling with Lin Duoduo, Yunxue Sword sensed the Xueyun Sword again, and it was still in the same position without any change.

The Snow Cloud Sword may not have a new owner yet, but has remained in that place for a hundred thousand years.

This sword once stabbed an immortal to death. If the spirit of the sword is still the same as it was a hundred thousand years ago, then the spirit of the sword may know how to recreate the vision of the immortal's arrival.

……

……

Outside the tile-roofed house, the blue-shirted swordsman guarding the door suddenly frowned.

She subconsciously wanted to draw her sword, but when she remembered Lin Xi who was in seclusion here, she put the sword back.

No one can act wildly in the territory of the tribulation-crossing monks without being noticed.

Looking at the note that suddenly appeared in her hand, she was silent for a few minutes, and then opened it.

[Yun Rong, do you want to become the real Yun Rong? ]

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