The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

Time flies by quietly.

Mu Yunning suddenly remembered the day when she and Jing Yan got married.

Drums and gongs were blaring, firecrackers were blasting, and the entire remote town was deserted - whether there were ten thousand people was still to be determined.

She was wearing a scarlet wedding dress and sitting in the luxurious sedan. She carefully looked out the window at the grand scene outside, her lips trembling slightly.

It's so scary.

It almost scared her out of her social anxiety.

No one told her what to do when getting married, so her memory of that day is vague.

She only remembered that she and Jingyan bowed to each other, and after three rituals, they became a real couple.

"And then?"

A smart little girl lay on Mu Yunning's thighs, wrinkled her nose and said, "I want to hear more about my mother and father's past!"

"Mu Yunyue, you are so stupid!"

Next to her, the equally delicate little girl pointed at her and said, "Then the next step is definitely to enter the bridal chamber. You are still young, you can't listen to such things!"

"Mu Yunxue, you are obviously younger than me, how did you know?"

Mu Yunyue looked at Mu Yunxue and asked curiously.

"Of course Brother Jingyun told me!"

Mu Yunxue put her hands on her hips, looking like a little adult: "It is because father and mother entered the bridal chamber that we were born!"

"Oh, I see." Mu Yunyue looked adoring, but soon frowned and asked in confusion, "What do father and mother do in the bridal chamber?"

"Um......"

This question stumped Mu Yunxue. She thought for a while and said seriously, "I'm practicing singing!"

"Sing?" Mu Yunxue was puzzled.

"Yeah, the last time I passed by my parents' room, I heard my mother yelling. She must be practicing singing!"

Then, she thought for a while, and a look of confusion appeared on her cute little face: "But, what is the necessary connection between singing and giving birth to us?"

"Enough!"

Mu Yunning angrily grabbed the two little girls, oh no, it should be said that her daughters, by their ears and scolded them sternly: "Don't talk about this kind of thing in the future, do you hear me?!"

Eight years have passed since that snowy night.

During these eight years, Mu Yunning and Jing Yan experienced a lot.

Jingyan no longer worked as a knight-errant, but instead became a private school teacher, while Mu Yunning stayed at home to take care of the children - her and Jingyan's five children.

The boy's surname is Jing and the girl's surname is Mu Yun.

The eldest child born first was a boy named Jingyun. He inherited Jingyan's appearance and personality. He was particularly obsessed with martial arts and swordsmanship, and particularly yearned for the outside world.

A year later, Mu Yunning gave birth to another pair of twins, also boys, named Jing'an and Jingyi.

They have different personalities, one is lively and the other is quiet. Jing'an likes to practice martial arts with his elder brother Jingyun, while Jingyi likes to play chess by himself and can play all day long.

Two years later, the last pair of twins were born, a pair of little girls named Mu Yunyue and Mu Yunxue.

Those are the two little girls who were debating just now.

"Wow, wow, mother is so fierce!"

Mu Yunyue and Mu Yunxue ran out of the yard crying and went to find their father.

"Tell your dad to come back for dinner!"

Mu Yunning shouted at the two of them angrily, and then burst into a chuckle.

......

.......

Time continues to pass.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Yunning and Jing Yan's five children have grown up.

The eldest son Jingyun and the second son Jingan went out to make a living, while the third son Jingyi inherited his father Jingyan's identity and became a private school teacher in the small town.

Mu Yunyue and Mu Yunxue also grew up slowly and became more and more beautiful.

Then, time continued to pass.

Jingyun and Jing'an made a name for themselves in the martial arts world and became well-known heroes. When others knew that they were Jingyan's sons, they couldn't help but recall the past and sighed that a good father will have a good son.

Jing Yi was inexplicably given the title of chess saint. Although he was a quiet person and did not care about the title, there were still many people visiting him every day.

Mu Yunxue and Mu Yunyue are at the age of dating. They are sneaking around all day long and no one knows what they are busy with.

The days passed like this.

Jing Yan has always been by Mu Yunning's side, growing old with her.

Until a long, long time has passed.

The white-haired Jing Yan was lying in the yard, and Mu Yunning was beside him.

You can’t cultivate immortality in this world, so everyone will die.

Jing Yan and Mu Yunning are no exception.

"Time flies so fast."

Jingyan's voice was a little hoarse. He was no longer the youthful man he used to be, but had turned into an old man.

"Yeah, I still remember the day you married me."

Mu Yunning smiled and kept holding Jingyan's hand.

"Mu Yunning."

After a long silence, Jing Yan suddenly spoke.

"Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?"

"I regret living such a dull life. Maybe, I mean maybe, the dream you had a long time ago is the real world?"

"I do not regret."

Mu Yunning thought for a moment and said, "It's good to spend my life like this, as long as you are with me."

"That's good."

Jing Yan answered her in a low voice.

Suddenly, Mu Yunning's heart began beating violently and a feeling of uneasiness surged in her heart.

When she came to her senses, she found that Jing Yan, who was standing beside her, had passed away sadly, holding her hand.

"Scripture words?"

Mu Yunning's heart began to ache again. Her eyes gradually became clear and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes for some reason.

One drop, two drops, intermittently.

But no matter how she called Jingyan's name, he would no longer respond to her.

Suddenly, Mu Yunning noticed that there was a long sword placed squarely on Jingyan's knee.

The long sword was hidden in its sheath, and it was the same sword that Jingyan carried when he traveled around the world.

Mu Yunning was shocked for a moment, as if something surged into her heart.

She picked up the long sword that Jingyan had placed on his knees with trembling hands and slowly pulled out the scabbard.

Even though it had not been used for decades, the sword's edge was still extremely sharp. A cold light flashed through Mu Yunning's eyes, and also through her long-dormant sword heart.

The ancient sword is cold and dim, it has been forged for thousands of years.

Suddenly, she cried even harder.

The white-haired old woman slowly drew out her sword and practiced the sword technique that she had memorized from her youth.

Slowly, her white hair fell off, and turned black again. Her long black hair danced in the wind, and her wrinkled skin gradually regained its moisture. The old woman who was dancing with swords in the courtyard slowly turned into a peerless and stunning girl.

Raise the sword,

Cheng Jian,

Turn the sword,

Sheath your sword!

As the last sword move ended, the last strand of Mu Yunning's white hair fell off. She looked at the gradually collapsing world and the young man who had been with her for decades, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

She slowly hugged Jingyan.

The letter from the Qiantang River tide brought me this, and today I know who I am.

......

......

"Interesting, really interesting!"

Mu Yunning slowly opened her eyes, only to see an illusory figure clapping in front of her: "You are the first person in tens of thousands of years who can pass the test of conscience!"

"who are you?"

Mu Yunning was about to raise her hand, but she found that blood was still oozing from her palm and kept falling to the ground.

All this seemed like a fleeting dream; the long life passed in just a moment.

"who am I?"

The illusory figure thought for a while and spoke slowly.

"I am the swordsman who killed gods and demons alone ten thousand years ago. I am the ghost bound here, and I am the owner of the Qingming Sword that is hunting you down..."

"Or, you can call me..."

"'Sword Bearer'."

62. Love brain is really scary

Sword bearer?

Mu Yunning felt a sharp pain in her head and her consciousness became a little fuzzy.

But she still asked urgently at the first moment: "What about the scriptures?"

Then, she remembered that the other party didn't know Jing Yan, so she paused and explained: "It's the person who fell down with me."

"You don't need to explain. Of course I know who Jingyan is."

The shadow of the sword-bearing man smiled and said, "When you were in the state of self-examination, I heard you mutter this name unconsciously more than once."

He pointed to something not far away and said, "It's lying there."

Mu Yunning looked in the direction he pointed, and saw Jing Yan lying on a stone slab covered in blood, his body covered with cherry purple flowers.

There was silence.

Looking at the petals covering her body, Mu Yunning's heart suddenly tightened. She stumbled towards that direction with a bad premonition in her heart.

She spoke with a trembling voice.

"He...what happened to him?"

"Oh, it's okay, he's not dead, I was just playing with it when I had nothing to do."

The sword-wielder waved his hand and said with a malicious tone.

It was not until Mu Yunning felt the beating of Jing Yan's heart with her hand that she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jing Yan with gentle and graceful eyes.

After a while, she turned her head and looked at the illusory figure.

It was a person whose face and age could not be seen clearly, and whose voice was unrecognizable. He seemed like a phantom in this world.