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"The battle has just ended. At least give me a chance to rest for a day." The master stretched lazily.

"Let's go back to Yushan."

"During the past six months, you should have had something to say to me."

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On Yushan Mountain.

"I see."

While sipping his tea, the master looked at the sword girl in the middle of the hall, who was holding a sword and eating seriously and attentively.

"It turns out that the reason why Changming is incomplete is because it lacks a sword spirit."

"But I never expected that the Immortal Lord would be willing to use his own daughter as a sword spirit..." She shook her head regretfully.

"Pity."

Chen Yin also nodded in agreement: "It's a pity that the Immortal Venerable back then didn't have the opportunity to slowly build Changming. Otherwise, perhaps he could have found a way to forge a complete Dao Realm treasure without sacrificing his daughter."

Rather.

None of them waited.

Gu Changliu did not wait for Mingluan to change her mind.

Ming Luan did not wait for Mo Wuyou to come home.

Mo Wuyou did not live to see the day when Changming was completed.

Even Xiaoyao did not wait until the end of the story. She did not muster up the courage to look for Gu Changliu after Mingluan died.

In the end, the song ends, people go their separate ways, and things are no longer the same.

"Things are hard to predict. Sometimes things are just a little off." He sighed silently.

"That's it."

“If the girl still had a physical body, I would have another white sister to hug to sleep at night.” The master also agreed.

Chen Yin: “?”

Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight, The Rest of Life

In the master’s cave.

"Woohoo~"

In the bath, Master had half of his body immersed in the hot spring, leaning against the shore and moaning in comfort: "It's so comfortable."

"It's been a while since I took a bath in my own bath. It's really more comfortable to take a bath in your own bath."

Chen Yin sat quietly by the pool, bowing his head to make tea for his master.

Changming was leaning against him. Miss Jian was quietly eating beside Chen Yin, holding the sword.

"Come to think of it, she is actually the daughter of the Immortal Lord."

The master turned over, and crystal water droplets remained on her shoulders and collarbones. She lay on the shore and looked at Miss Jian with interest: "So, if you take her in, do you still have to call the Immortal Master father-in-law?"

Chen Yin thought about the scene and couldn't help shaking his head.

"I don't want to yell at that guy."

“But it’s such a pity that such a lovely girl became a sword spirit.” The master sighed.

"Why is it a pity?" Miss Jian asked in confusion.

"Because, when you become a sword spirit, you won't be able to experience a lot of happiness."

The master enumerated them one by one, "For example, I can't take a bath, I can't eat delicious food, I can't hug and kiss my sweetheart..."

“Why are those things happy?”

The sword girl said as if it was a matter of course: "Isn't happiness to have swords to eat and swordsmanship to learn every day?"

Master: "...She's a good girl, but her brain is not very good."

"Okay. Stop teasing her."

Chen Yin said calmly: "It's a good thing that Miss Jian pursues the way of the sword so purely. Maybe she can glimpse the true meaning of the way of the sword earlier than me."

"really?"

The master said suspiciously, "I think since we are human beings, we should have some emotions and desires."

"Wouldn't it be very painful if there was no one you loved to be with?"

Miss Jian frowned, as if she couldn't understand what she said. But Chen Yin waved his hand, took Miss Jian back to Changmingli, turned his head and whispered:

"Stop thinking about other people."

"I haven't taken a bath for a long time. I can finally come back and enjoy it. Are you happy?"

"Of course I am happy!" The master stretched lazily and comfortably, "I feel uncomfortable if I don't soak in my own bath for a day! What's more -"

She suddenly stopped talking.

Chen Yin looked at her quietly.

The master was silent for a long time, then stuck out his tongue playfully.

“…Were we discovered?”

"You can clearly feel the passage of time."

He said silently: "You lied to me that you couldn't feel it, just to make me not be too anxious?"

"What does it matter?"

She leaned against the shore, blinking her eyes lightly: "It's only half a year anyway, it's not that long."

"……long time."

Chen Yin suddenly put down his tea, walked to the shore, and picked her up while she was in panic.

"Um... Hello!"

The master, who was completely naked with water droplets still on her rosy and tender skin, glared at Chen Yin in shame and anger: "What are you doing!"

"For six months, I saw the same scene."

Chen Yin frowned slightly and said, "You only rely on the tiny expectation in your heart and wait endlessly for me to pick you up."

"This is enough to make me feel sad for the rest of my life."

"what is this."

The master felt that he had been seen naked anyway, so he simply stopped trying to cover his face and pinched his face openly.

"I can wait for a thousand years, so why can't I wait for half a year?"

"What if I don't find a way to restore Changming within half a year?"

"Then just keep waiting." She said as if nothing had happened.

However, Chen Yin bit his lips lightly, then hugged her in his arms and bit her viciously.

"Well……"

He held her so tightly that she could hardly breathe. She finally managed to stick her head out. Her master's face flushed as she protested in dissatisfaction:

"Can't you be a little gentler?"

"Then can you take better care of yourself next time?" Chen Yin asked back.

The master stopped talking.

Her eyes gradually drooped, and she put her arm around Chen Yin's shoulders and whispered coquettishly:

"Oh, it's really no big deal."

"I don't want to push you too hard."

"If I told you that every minute and every second I waited for you there was torture, with your temper, you would definitely go crazy every day looking for clues to repair Chang Ming."

"I don't want to see you working so hard. And I don't want you to ignore Xiang'er and the others because of me."

She said as if it was a matter of course: "After all, if Xiang'er and the others were injured by you and left, who would warm my bed at night?"

"I don't need someone else to warm my bed."

Chen Yin said calmly: "I guarantee that the bed will be warm from beginning to end."

The master seemed to realize something, and suddenly looked away, saying in a panic:

"Hey, it's rare to be back."

"Why not ask Xiang'er to warm the bed tonight!"

"Master has been looking forward to a threesome for a long time! Let me see how charming Xiang'er looks when she is in bed with you."

Chen Yin stared at her without saying anything.

"Ah...or you can just call her Luoluo. I haven't petted a fox yet. A girl like Luoluo is so furry, it must be very pleasant to pet her."

Chen Yin still didn't say anything.

"Actually, you can call her Shen Shuanglian. She is usually so pure and chaste, and I have been curious about what she looks like in bed for a long time."

"Otherwise, Miss Jian, the Immortal Master has been gone for so long anyway, he wouldn't mind even if you really took his daughter in."

The master's voice became softer and softer. Under Chen Yin's gaze, she gradually lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers awkwardly.

Chen Yin hugged her calmly and whispered:

"…Why are you so nervous? It's not the first time."

"But, but the last time was already a thousand years ago..."

The master looked around with a confused look in his eyes, and finally said in a low voice with a red face: "Before, I didn't recover my body shape, so I didn't make it to the end..."

“So, make up for it today.”

Chen Yin hugged her and walked straight to the bedroom.

"Hey! Wait... I, I'm not dressed yet!"

"I'll have to take it off soon anyway. It doesn't matter if I don't wear it."

"Wait a minute, I, uh, I feel a little weak... Call Xiang'er over too!"

"Let's talk about it later when we have a chance."

Chen Yin said seriously: "Don't shout at anyone tonight. I belong to you alone."

The master wanted to say something, but his cherry lips were already blocked by Chen Yin, and only sobbing sounds came out.

Chen Yin held her in his arms and kissed her all the way into the bedroom. As soon as he entered the room, he extinguished the candle.

In the darkness, the Master's soft and coquettish voice rang out:

"You...be gentle."

"Why are you so cowardly?" Chen Yin's teasing voice sounded, "Why do I remember someone a thousand years ago who was so arrogant the first time he said 'whoever yells is a puppy'?"

"Can I just give in? You beast, you're really cruel when you bully others, I know that!"

Listening to his master's cry for justice, Chen Yin just smiled faintly.

"rest assured."

"It will really be gentle this time."

rather say.

For the rest of my life, I am willing to leave all my tenderness to you.

339. Fortunately, the teacher had a backup plan in advance

The next day, while his master was still sleeping like a dead cat, Chen Yin came to Buqi Mountain alone before dawn.

In the small house at the foot of Buqi Mountain, the tombs of the Yumeng people were still the same as they were a thousand years ago, without even a trace of time. It was obvious that someone often took care of them.

Chen Yin sat cross-legged in front of the tomb, with two boxes placed on the ground beside him.

One box contained Jiazi's head, and the other contained his ashes.