Collapse: Raising a Wife Since Childhood

"What happens to people in each world is completely different."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you know it." Shen Yunie leaned over, slightly widened her eyes, and curved her lips with a sincere expression, "Just like the storyteller's story just now."

Chi Yuan fell silent, as if he was reminiscing and not ready to answer him.

Shen Yunie was standing behind the wooden wheelchair and pushing Chi Yuan forward, when he suddenly heard an answer.

"Yan Shiluo was between a human and a dead soldier and remained conscious, but he must be killed if he becomes a demon. Lin Chaoyu was too kind and soft-hearted, so I killed him.

I took away two saints and a little girl from the evil sect. They are Jiang Wanxi, Jiang Wanru and Cheng Lingshuang. "

The storyteller, on the contrary, glorified Chi Yuan and described her as a kind-hearted immortal.

But in fact, those who were possessed by demons were killed without mercy, and too many people who absorbed Honkai energy but remained conscious had died at her hands.

Chi Yuan said: "Let's go back. If you really want to know, you can ask me."

……

The slender figure carried a long sword on his back and performed sword moves methodically. His movements were slow only to avoid any mistakes in the details.

When he used the seventh move at this speed, he was interrupted coldly by a voice.

"Your hands aren't steady enough, and your sword isn't fast enough."

Chi Yuan sat under the tree and said mercilessly, "From now on, practice the Qijian style until Shen time. Practice the Shoujian style from Xu time until Zi time. You have to spend twelve hours every day practicing the four styles."

Shen Yunie kept holding the sword for a long time before putting it back. This was the second day he started practicing swordsmanship, and Chi Yuan had already used the most stringent markings to require him.

"I understand." Shen Yunie nodded in agreement and swung the sword again with the most standard movements.

He tried to speed up but it resulted in mistakes in his moves, so Chi Yuan interrupted him and asked him to do it again hundreds of times.

He just kept practicing one sword at a time, from early morning until the moon set in the east, and memorized every sword move in his heart.

The two of them did not mention what they had promised again, and seemed to have forgotten even the time.

By the time Shen Yunie and the blacksmith had agreed upon, Fuyun Temple had been basically restored and every room was empty.

He pulled Chi Yuan to sit down in the courtyard and silently repeated all the sword moves of Taixu Sword Qi. In plain white clothes, with fluttering sleeves, when Shen Yunie calmed down, he was as steady and sharp as a simple long sword.

All the Honkai energy in the air is mobilized to flow within the body, endlessly.

Chi Yuan looked at his sword moves, which he could no longer find fault with, and gazed vaguely towards Fuyun Temple. The bricks and tiles were still the same as before, and the place had been repaired to perfection.

The sunlight passed through the window and through the bamboo forest, and when it fell on my body, it was no longer so hot.

Sometimes she would feel strange. Shen Yunie’s kindness to her came from Fu Hua in another world. She was obviously eager to save people but she had to stop here.

He should leave, right? For the sake of Fu Hua in that world, so she and Shen Yunie were just passers-by in each other's lives.

A passer-by does more than anyone else.

Shen Yunie retracted his sword, and all the sword intent was restrained by him. He approached and asked gently: "Chi Yuan, I'm going to get the sword at the foot of the mountain. Will you come with me?"

"No, I'll go back to the stone chamber and wait for you." Chi Yuan shook his head and refused. "After you get the sword back, you still have six days to familiarize yourself with it. If the information is accurate, the Seven Swords of Taixu will arrive by then."

She glanced at the sword in Shen Yunie's hand, put it back into the scabbard, and placed it on her knees.

"So far, you have not yet entered the Still Water Realm. You will have to spend more time practicing swordsmanship after you return."

Shen Yunie rubbed her black hair and nodded helplessly, "Hmm..."

Kenshin might only be able to comprehend it through sword moves, but he had already mastered all twenty-one moves, and practicing for more than twelve hours a day was not enough.

Chi Yuan looked at his face and said, "You promised me."

Shen Yunie smiled at her and pushed the immortal's wooden wheelchair out. "I will practice seriously. Are we considered master and apprentice?"

"Not really. Maybe I will have disciples in the future, but I don't want to accept any more disciples now." Chi Yuan answered calmly.

"Oh."

After sending Chi Yuan back to the stone chamber, Shen Yunie hurried to get the forged weapon. After walking to the stone corridor, he heard the immortal speak again, "We can be considered friends."

They are not as close as master and disciple, but they are not as cold as before.

Taixu Town was not as lively as before. The crowds seemed to have all been attracted away. When Shen Yunie arrived, he only saw a few elderly local aborigines on the street. He walked all the way to the blacksmith shop, but even the young blacksmiths were nowhere to be found.

Seeing him appear, the old blacksmith smiled and took out the sword box from the room and handed it to him, "Xiao Shen, this is the sword you asked me to forge. It is said that a sword should be named by the swordsmith. I am an old man with little education, so I can only name the two words Yun Mo based on the appearance of the sword.

As for the gun, I really can't think of a name, so I'll leave it to you to name it."

Shen Yunie opened the sword case and pulled the long sword out of the simple scabbard. The hard carbon steel became a little soft after becoming a sword body, and the sword body shook, making bursts of sound that broke through the air.

The sword is gray-blue in color. The old blacksmith has good blacksmithing skills but is not very good at carving. The whole sword is the most basic sword shape without any extra patterns. Under the light, the sword looks like a gray cloud, with a sharp edge.

As for the gun, it was cast according to Shen Yunie's idea. It had many hollow patterns. The entire gun was forged with carbon steel and carved into flower patterns.

The old blacksmith felt that this kind of weapon could only be made by the weaponsmiths in the Rakshasa Kingdom. It was a waste of materials and might not be sharper than a genuine gun. Perhaps it could only be a decoration.

Xiao Shen came from a mysterious place and was a gentle person. Most of the residents in Taixu Town were kind, and no one had ever tried to find out his origins.

The gun looked like a black abyss after the white flowers faded away. It was not the Key of God. Shen Yunie just asked for it to be forged because he was used to using it.

"There are still a lot of materials, right? If not, I can make some for you." Shen Yunie carried Hei Yuan on his back, holding Yun Mo in his hand. His figure was tall and slender, as gentle as a sheathed sword, but ready to go.

"Oh, that's enough. The materials you gave me are enough to forge two identical swords." The old blacksmith waved his hands and looked at him admiringly, "Now you seem like a gangster!"

Shen Yunie looked inside the blacksmith shop. Only the old blacksmith seemed a little quiet. He asked, "Where are your apprentices?"

"Those guys have all gone to watch the Seven Swords of Taixu!" The old blacksmith walked to the iron furnace, "Young people, who doesn't like swords and knives?

Last time, the two disciples of Taixu Sword Sect attracted quite a lot of onlookers. This time, they are new disciples. I heard they came here to gain experience."

Shen Yunie was stunned, "Didn't you say it would take a month?"

"Alas, these people from the underworld come and go without a trace. Who knows when they will come... How do you know it will be a month?"

147. One vs. Seven

Shen Yunie pulled the old blacksmith to ask him about what happened in Taixu Town recently. Because of sword practice, he had not been down the mountain for a long time. Now that he came here, he realized that he had missed too many things, such as the early arrival of the Seven Swords of Taixu.

After listening to the whole process, he realized that the Seven Swordsmen of Taixu had come here a week ago. Following the master's order to come here for training, they had been traveling around for a long time, learning from several small sects and teaching people moves. They had only recently come to what seemed to be the last place of their travel.

The old blacksmith told Shen Yunie that the Seven Swords of Taixu did not move towards Taixu Mountain but instead went towards another town.

After hurriedly saying goodbye to the other party, Shen Yunie took his weapon and walked towards Taixu Mountain. This incident made his weakened vigilance suddenly increase. The Seven Swords of Taixu will come sooner or later. That is their final training place. Before that, Shen Yunie has to return to Chiyuan and wait.

The Taixu Mountain in the distance is hazy and shadowy in the veil-like white mist, and it looks like a few strokes of light ink in the misty clouds, smeared on the blue sky.

Shen Yunie was a little anxious. When he set foot on the mountain road, he found that the weather in the afternoon was not good. It was still the spring equinox when he came, and now the whole summer is about to pass, and it is already the time of autumn rainy season.

Thick dark clouds gathered at the edge of the sky, so heavy that they seemed like they would collapse at any moment.

He walked forward quickly for a while, then suddenly slowed down his pace. Shen Yunie opened his mouth slightly and began to take a deep breath. He needed to calm his mind so that he could keep his swordsmanship focused.

He began to walk up the mountain at a steady pace. The only sound he could hear in the woods around him was the whistling of the wind, and there was no sign that anyone had been there.

If the Seven Swords of Taixu have arrived, but Chi Yuan didn't wait for her, would she feel betrayed and sad?

This thought suddenly came to Shen Yunie's mind. This was just a memory and he couldn't change anything. But the Fu Hua he was facing was alive and well. She was a Fu Hua that belonged to this era.

There was no such person as Shen Yunie in the past, so Fu Hua was lying alone in the stone chamber at that time. In the end, she made some choice and joined Otto's army.

Shen Yunie couldn't change what happened hundreds of years ago, but he wanted to at least make Fu Hua, whom he met, feel less lonely, even if it was just a memory.

At the top of Taixu Mountain, the wind blew into the stone chamber through the gap in the stone door. The sound of the wind chimes colliding with each other was no longer crisp, but rather a bit irritating to the ears.

Chi Yuan looked indifferently through the small window at the sky full of dark clouds. The wind blew her hair close to her cheeks. She raised her fingers to move the hair away. The storm was coming. Was it a sign that something bad was about to happen, or was it simply the rainy season?

The collapse energy formed a strong perception in the body, but he could not sense that someone was approaching the trestle leading to the top. Shen Yunie might still be in the town, or maybe he went to the inn to listen to the storyteller telling stories about himself.

A feeling of boredom rose in Chi Yuan's heart. Shen Yunie had been by her side for a long time. Every day she would hear his voice, be fed medicine by him, and go out to see the scenery of Taixu Mountain. She vaguely felt that she died because of Cang Xuan and Zhu Dan. The burning emotions showed signs of recovery.

The immortal who was independent from the world was actually affected. Maybe she didn't burn that much, but she just closed herself off because of the death of her two old friends. Chi Yuan originally thought that it was not the case, but now she is a little shaken.

She turned her eyes away from the gloomy sky and looked at the books piled on the table. The poems that Shen Yunie had bought for her to relieve her boredom a long time ago, but Chi Yuan didn't want to read them at that time, so they piled up there and gradually gathered dust.

As for now, the bored immortal slowly reached out and took the book. Now her hands and shoulders could move, and only half of her body needed to recover. At this speed, she would be able to stand freely by this winter.

The poems in the book left a very faint impression in Chi Yuan's mind. Before the last civilization entered the final technological age, there was also an ancient time, and civilization has been in a cycle.

She flipped through the pages casually, and suddenly heard the sound of rain outside the window. The wind blew the rain into the window, soaking a small area of ​​the ground, and along with the sound of rain came the sound of people stepping forward on the pier.

Chi Yuan's expression was solemn. She heard chaotic footsteps, definitely more than one person. She didn't expect that the Seven Swords of Taixu would arrive so early. Shen Yunie's sword heart was only firm, not as calm as still water, and now it was too late.

After passing the trestle bridge, the footsteps stopped. Those people did not go to Fuyun Temple, as if they were waiting for someone to come.

The book in the immortal's hand wrinkled and bent as she subconsciously exerted force. Chi Yuan slowly closed her eyes and put the book back. She could not play a role, so she could only stay here and wait silently to pray for Shen Yunie.

The rain was heavy, and dark clouds completely covered the sky. Shen Yunie trudged along with difficulty. When he arrived in front of the trestle, it was as dark as night. He was soaked, and his long black hair stuck to his cheeks. He walked onto the trestle holding the sword box in his arms.

someone...

In an instant, several pairs of eyes appeared in the woods at the top of the mountain, looking at him like they were sizing up prey. They never made a move, quietly waiting for Shen Yunie to walk across the trestle.

Shen Yunie looked up and saw hazy figures among the woods. Their arrogance was already revealed. They did not need to hide themselves. Winning by sneak attack was not the style of the Taixu Sword School.

He gradually approached, and the appearance of seven people became clear before his eyes. They were holding oil-paper umbrellas, with raindrops falling around them, and they were not stained with dust. Six women and one man.

The seven people spoke at the same time: "The Seven Swords of Taixu have been waiting for you for a long time."

After saying the necessary polite words, the fourth-ranked girl among the seven laughed maliciously and asked him, "You look pretty. Eh? Are you a Rakshasa ghost? How come you have such a strange weapon?"

The Black Abyss on Shen Yunie's back was different from the spears in the memories of the others. To them, it did not look like a weapon but more like a decoration.

"Answer my question~ You Rakshasa, why are you occupying our master's place?"

Shen Yunie glanced at her and began to silently recite the Sword Heart Sutra. As the notes came out of his mouth, the sound of the rain and the gazes of several people outside were all excluded, and his sword heart was concentrated.

The girl frowned, and her playful tone suddenly turned cold, "Rakshasa ghost, if you don't answer my question, do you believe I will kill you?!"

She held the hilt of the sword, ready to draw it at any time.

"Xiao Yue! We are from the Taixu Sword Sect, not an evil sect. Please control your stubborn temper!" The leading woman was an adult and shouted at the girl in a cold voice.

She was the first disciple, similar to Chi Yuan’s first disciple Lin Chaoyu.

"Go talk to him. He doesn't look like a demon." The woman said this to the second man, "Jiangning."

Shen Jiangning ignored her and turned his gaze to the sixth girl. When she nodded, he left the tree gracefully.

Shen Yunie had reached the last few notes of the Sword Heart Sutra silently, and couldn't help but raise his mouth when he saw this scene. The Seven Swords of Taixu actually had a love triangle relationship. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't interrupt the recitation of the Sword Heart Sutra, he really wanted to ask about the relationship between these people.

Lin Chaoyu imitates Chi Yuan in every way, but she is not Chi Yuan after all. With such a bad nature of killing her master, the disciples she teaches will not be very good.

With his sword heart steady, Shen Yunie loosened the sword box in his arms and took out Yun Mo from it. The simple sword again attracted a burst of ridicule from Xiao Yue, but he didn't care and looked at the man in front of him calmly.

Shen Jiangning bowed to him and said, "After a few days of investigation, we have roughly understood what happened. Taixu Mountain was the place where our Chiyuan master lived. What did you take here? Hand it over. And tell us everything you did here.

The Taixu Sword Sect is an upright sect. If you are sincere, you will have a chance to survive."

Shen Yunie said calmly, "Chi Yuan has already ascended. I paid for this place, so it should be my territory. Do you upright disciples like to break into other people's homes without explanation?"

The most basic sword heart stability can also calm people down. In Shen Yunie's sight, he can capture every move of the seven people, and their movements seem a little slow in his eyes.

Suddenly he saw the first disciple show a jealous expression, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He said, "Compared to me, why don't you deal with your relationship?"

"You..." Shen Jiangning's face changed slightly. He didn't expect this guy to be so calm when facing the Seven Swords of Taixu.

He was a little annoyed. Only the Seven Swords knew about the love triangle. If it got out, it would definitely ruin their reputation. "This is a matter between us. Don't change the subject! You don't need to know. I suggest you don't make me angry."

"I don't want to anger you." Shen Yunie held the sword, "Leave my house."

"This is the place where Master Chi Yuan lives. What on earth are you doing here?!"

Shen Yunie was silent for a while, his expression indifferent, his dark eyelashes all drooped, he clenched his hand and pulled it out, "I'm just abiding by the agreement with others, there's nothing here that you want."

The sword hummed, the sound was long and slow, and in Shen Yunie's eyes, the passage of time seemed to slow down even more.

The solidified sword heart disappeared and turned into a clear lake. The breeze blew along the lake surface but could not stir up any waves. At this moment, he had already stepped steadily into the state of mind of Shisui.

It was like a sharp sword being unsheathed, and the person in front of him seemed to have changed in an instant. The faces of the Seven Swords of Taixu turned ugly one after another, and at this moment they could not care about the things that would damage their reputation.

Seven bright swords flashed with lightning in the dark night, and before them was a simple long sword as dark as clouds. Even if the seven swords were unsheathed, Shisui Kenshin could not be shaken.

Chi Yuan was absent-mindedly feeling the sounds at the top of the mountain. She heard the humming of swords and the noisy voices and the collision of metal.

Both she and Shen Yunie underestimated the strength of the Seven Swords. Even so, he still chose to take action and abide by the agreement?

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