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

That was a small bamboo house built by Jing Yan. He had been tinkering with it for some time, and even Li Lingshang was pulled in to work on the project together.

Now the bamboo house has been built and can shelter from wind and frost, but Jing Yan still sits alone in the courtyard.

He seemed to have gotten used to sitting there at night.

Yun Su bit his lip, put on a coat, and came to the courtyard.

Stand beside Jingyan.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Master, aren't you still awake?"

The conversation between them was very natural. Jing Yan was not surprised by Yun Su's sudden appearance. The two seemed to have telepathic connection and were aware of each other's existence.

"Why, are you nervous about the battle tomorrow?"

Yun Su raised his eyebrows: "If you feel unsure, don't go. We at Qingzhu Peak can afford to lose this person! At worst, Master can help you beat him up first."

"Look what you said."

Jing Yan sighed with a smile: "My sword heart is almost fully restored. Master, do you have so little confidence in your apprentice?"

"Really?"

A glimmer flashed across Yun Su's fox eyes, and his golden vertical pupils observed Jing Yan's sword heart in an instant.

The once shattered sword heart seemed to be reborn in just one month, even more rounded than the previous sword heart, as if reborn from the ashes.

However, at the very top of the sword, there was still a tiny crack. The crack spread from the very top to the very end and was the most serious wound.

But the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yun Su estimated that at the current healing rate, Jing Yan's swordsmanship would be restored to its original state by tonight at the latest.

"This thing can actually be repaired?" Yun Su muttered softly, "I thought it was hopeless."

"Master, why are you so pessimistic?"

"Because I thought that if you became a useless person, I could legitimately keep you in Qingzhu Peak and let you cook for me for the rest of your life... Of course, I, the master, would also protect you, and no one would dare to bully you!"

"I suddenly felt that life had lost its meaning. If there was anything more despairing than raising a rice bug, it would be raising a rice bug that has lived for an unknown period of time, or even for an indefinite period of time." Jing Yan sighed, "What a bleak life!"

"Why, Master, I will treat you well too!"

Yun Su retorted.

Jingyan did not reply.

The two of them just sat there in silence in the early spring night, no one spoke a word.

I don’t know how long it had passed, Yun Su squatted down, turned into the snow-white little fox he once was, and crawled into Jing Yan’s arms.

"After your swordsmanship is repaired, will you still leave Qiushui?"

"I don't know." Jing Yan shook his head: "I want to go to Qinglan Sword Sect to take a look."

"..."

There was another long silence.

Yun Su's voice was a little low, and he gently patted Jing Yan's head: "Will you come back?"

"should."

Jing Yan blinked: "Qingzhu Peak is my home."

"Stupid apprentice."

The little fox bit the boy's hand and its voice became smaller and smaller.

"Don't leave after you come back, okay..."

The morning wind blew by, covering up the answer from the Sutra.

......

......

In the distance is the distant dusk.

The long sword was quietly placed beside the girl, facing the ancestral tree of the Sky Fox Clan.

From a distance, the ancestral tree looks like a mountain rising from the ground. Only when you stand at the foot of the tree can you realize how huge it is.

Behind the giant tree is a mountain of maple leaves. As the cool autumn wind blows, the maple leaves seem to become a little more red.

When Jing Yan opened his eyes, the person he saw was not Ling'er, but her sister, the girl from the Sky Fox tribe called Zi'er.

The girl raised her head, looked at the setting sun that was gradually setting into the mountains, gritted her teeth, and seemed to have made up her mind.

She spoke:

"First of all, Ling'er is now following the elders in the ritual pavilion to familiarize herself with the ritual process. She has no way to get away, so please let me take you to see the scenery of autumn. This is Ling'er's favorite spot. From here you can see the ancestral tree and the maple leaves all over the mountains."

"Why the hell should I explain to a sword..."

Yun Zier muttered twice, then accepted her fate and continued:

"The tall tower in the distance is the Sutra Library. On the cliff next to the Sutra Library is the sweetest fruit of the entire Sky Fox Clan. Every autumn when the fruit is ripe, Ling'er always quietly climbs up the mountain, picking fruit and watching the sunset by herself."

"Ling'er told me to say this... Damn it, she stole the fruit and didn't even bring me a portion?! I never forget her when I have something delicious!"

Zi'er spoke slowly, pointing at various buildings within the Sky Fox Clan and explaining aimlessly, talking about whatever she saw.

"That's the school of the Sky Fox Clan, where Ling'er attends classes. The teacher is a staid and boring elder. He even confiscated my bird whistle back then... I don't know how many of Ling'er's toys he confiscated, but it's probably quite a lot."

"That is the abode of the gods, a place where heaven and earth are worshipped. Usually only the clan leader and elders can go there. Ling'er sneaked up there once, but didn't find anything interesting. She was also scolded by the clan leader. From then on, she never went there again and always took a detour when passing by."

"Ah, that's the Trade Market. Grandpa Xuanhu always makes osmanthus cakes there. Ling'er loves them the most. I remember one time, Ling'er came to our trial platform to test her sword, and was attracted by the aroma of the osmanthus cakes... She clamored to eat three pieces that day, but she was full after the second piece and refused to eat the third one."

Yun Zier said so, and Jing Yan listened to it.

When the sunset was about to fall, Zi'er came back to her senses and patted her face.

"Damn it, I actually talked to a sword for so long. Maybe Ling'er kept saying that there was a sword spirit master living in her sword. She said it so much that I subconsciously believed that the existence of sword spirits was real?"

There really is a sword spirit.

Jing Yan wanted to answer her, but no matter how he made a sound, the girl in front of him couldn't hear him.

"Forget it, I'll just pretend that there really is a sword spirit."

Zi'er picked up the ancient ink-colored sword and placed it on her lap.

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a slight smile, with a hint of childish innocence in his eyes.

In fact, she is only two years older than Yun Ling'er.

She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, and prayed devoutly to the long sword in front of her -

"Then, Mr. Sword Spirit who protects Ling'er, please protect Ling'er earnestly for the rest of her life!"

"This is the view she said she must take you to see. Although it only lasts for a short moment, it is the most beautiful view in the entire Sky Fox Clan."

"Can you see it? It's really beautiful..."

The girl sat on the top of the mountain, hugging her legs as she sat on the mountain covered with maple leaves, with an ancient ink-colored sword placed between her knees.

That was the moment when light and darkness met. In the golden sky, the crown of the ancestral tree burst into incomparable golden flashes, like the sparkling lake in autumn, as if it was the most real, yet the most magical scenery created by the gods who created the world.

In the semi-light and semi-darkness, the ancestral tree was divided into two levels of light and darkness. Above was the sacred crown shining with golden light, and below was the thick branches half-hidden in darkness.

The ancestral tree seemed to be split, and the fiery red maple leaves all over the mountains became its dividing line. The cool autumn breeze blew, and the maple leaves all over the mountains fluttered with it.

The golden light shone on the treetops. The leaves of the ancestral trees swayed, emitting waves of light, and shone on the buildings of the Sky Fox Clan that were half-enshrouded in darkness. The halls, schools, god's residences, and markets that were about to fall into darkness were reflected in a layer of magnificence as if they were reflected in a golden lake.

At the junction of dusk and mountains in the distance, only dark shadows remain of the neatly-formed migratory birds. They fly in a row, leaping over the boundary between light and darkness.

There seems to be no boundary between light and darkness here.

Everything seemed to be frozen in time for eternity at this moment.

Jingyan now knew why Ling'er liked autumn so much.

It’s really beautiful.

He watched silently and expressed his feelings sincerely.

109. Push It Away (Fourth Update)

The sun rises higher and higher.

Yun Su, who looked like a little fox, lay in Jing Yan's arms with his eyes closed and his breathing steady.

For some reason, the nightmare scenes that would appear every time she lay down recently would not appear in Jing Yan's arms. She was deeply immersed in the warm embrace and no longer had nightmares.

Suddenly, Jing Yan opened his eyes.

"it's over?"

Yun Su was awakened, rubbing his eyes and said, "Is that traveling girl you were talking about over?"

"I don't know why when you say this, I feel it's ambiguous." Jing Yan rubbed the little fox's head: "It makes me feel like I'm in the second dimension."

"What is the second dimension?"

The little fox asked in confusion, blinking his eyes.

"It seems that the novels and stories you usually read, Master, still need some improvement."

Jing Yan sighed: "Master, keep living, you will know one day."

"What do you mean by that!"

Yun Su waved his claws: "I look like a thousand-year-old turtle."

"Master, you still underestimate yourself. How can a thousand-year-old turtle be enough? You are already at the level of Xuanwu."

"I told you not to criticize a woman's age!"

Yun Su yelled.

However, at this moment, a stream of light passed by the main peak of Tianshui, and Tang Jiusheng, dressed in a long robe, rode on a flying sword and landed on the Qingzhu Peak.

"Scripture words!"

Before the old man even landed on the ground, he began to shout breathlessly: "Finally found you!"

Jing Yan, who had been staying at Qingzhu Peak without moving, smiled and replied, "I have been at Qingzhu Peak and have not gone anywhere. Besides, as a Mahayana cultivator, you don't have to pretend that you are having a hard time looking for me... Even my master can't be fooled by such tricks to gain sympathy."

"what."

Tang Jiusheng regained his usual calm demeanor and came over with a smile: "As expected, nothing can be hidden from you. However, you are wrong about one thing. This kind of scheme can still be hidden from your master, a guy with a brain the size of a walnut."

Tang Jiusheng looked around and said, "By the way, where is your master? Is he still taking a nap?"

"First, let me correct two of your mistakes."

Jing Yan's eyes suddenly turned pity when he looked at Tang Jiusheng: "First, although my master would sleep until noon, it can't be considered a nap in the strict sense, because she started sleeping in the early morning - this definition of a nap seems a bit too broad."

"Secondly, my master hasn't slept either. She's here."

A pure white little fox poked out from Jing Yan's arms and looked at Tang Jiu Sheng with eyes full of resentment.

This reminded Tang Jiusheng of the unforgettable flight during the Lantern Festival. He was eating hot pot and singing songs, when suddenly he was beaten up by Yun Su - who could he go to for justice?

"Wait, don't be impatient, listen to me first." Tang Jiusheng waved his hand and said, "This time it was the ancestor who asked me to come."

"Ancestor?"

Yun Su thought of the guy who controlled her salary, frowned, and asked, "Has that guy come out?"

"That's not the case, it's just that the ancestor came to me in a dream in the middle of the night... and conveyed his voice!"

Tang Jiusheng immediately corrected his mistake and said, "In short, after hearing that his most valued disciple's sword heart was broken, he asked me to dig out the treasure from Qiu Shui's treasure house for Jing Yan to use!"

As he spoke, Tang Jiusheng took out an ancient bronze token from his arms and handed it to Jingyan.

He explained: "This is the key that can open the secret realm of the Sword Pond, but it is worth billions of spirit stones. How about it, isn't it generous?!"

As he spoke, Tang Jiusheng raised his head, wanting to see the expressions of Jing Yan and Yun Su who were shocked by the billions of spirit stones.

Jing Yan and Yun Su: "......"

"What?" Tang Jiusheng noticed that Jing Yan's expression did not change, and thought that he did not know the value of the token, so he explained: "This is the most precious treasure for you sword cultivators. Do you need me to explain to you how to use this token?"