On New Year's Eve, there is a festive atmosphere in Shouyang City. Every household is busy celebrating the festival. There are few people on the street. Smoke rises from the chimneys of every house. Fried crispy meat, candied fruits and maltose overflow the streets.

People are preparing for the New Year's Eve meals, and wanderers who have traveled far away are returning home with their swords in hand. It is the time for reunion in the world. There are still many tourists visiting the old place of Liu Mansion.

When Jingtian and the two came to Liu Mansion, they were immediately in trouble. Therefore, no one had inhabited the place. Except for the backyard where the peach blossoms remained unbeaten all year round, there were tourists coming and going in other places. It didn't look like a secluded place.

"I don't know where the contemporary Qin Xin is hidden, so how can we find it?" Jingtian, Tang Xue and Long Kui walked around the house seven or eight times together. Not only did they find nothing, but they also got hungry.

The practitioner's five senses are sharp. He smelled the delicious food and wine in every household in the city and became greedy.

Long Kui said in a good voice: "Brother, don't worry, the descendants of Qin Xin in the past generations have been training in Liu Mansion. It's just that the time is not up and we can't see them."

Tang Xuejian said sarcastically: "Since you have seen so much, why don't you tell us when the time has come?"

"I don't know how to calculate this, but we can burn a greeting card. If the master here is at home, he will naturally invite us to meet." Nightshade gave a hint with her bare hands, holding it in her hand like an ivory wat, and whispered.

She said: "My disciples from the Shenjian sect are here to visit me. Please tell me." She burned the greeting card and turned it into a stream of incense and flew into the backyard.

Tang Xuejian didn't know the origin of Nightshade nightshade, she only knew that this person was elusive, and Jingtian didn't say much about her. Now it seems that there are a lot of secrets. It is not a wise man to keep such a dangerous person by his side. He hates Jingtian, this lustful playboy.

Carrot, I'll be fascinated by her when I see her.

With this thought in her mind, she also had a look of displeasure on her face. She had always had a heroic temperament that dared to love and hate, and was not afraid of offending others.

Jingtian caught a glimpse of Tang Xuejian's expression and felt bitter in his heart. He didn't want to confess the truth to Tang Xuejian, but he himself was not very familiar with this inexplicable girl from his past life and didn't want to make up the discussion behind his back. There was nothing in Long Kui's eyes except

Jingtian had no one else, and had a calm and reserved character, so he did not want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Tang Xuejian. As these three people walked along, their personal feelings were hard to understand, and they were more messy than the sauce bottles in the shop.

But when the incense flew into the backyard, the aroma of peach blossoms suddenly became stronger, and the guests who visited and watched in the front yard and hall all praised it. Sedum also smelled the light fragrance of peach petals, and intuitively felt comfortable physically and mentally, as if he had changed into a third person in the world.

The weather of the moon, the crisp wind blowing on the person, makes him feel calm all over.

When Tang Xue smelled such a fragrance, the frost and snow on her face suddenly disappeared, leaving only a reserved expression. Nightshade had a look of reminiscence on her face and murmured in Jingtian's ear: "Sister Liu also loves this kind of thing."

The fragrance is just that after Brother Yun died, she never came back. All the peach blossoms in Hanjia Valley withered, and I haven’t smelled the fragrance of this peach blossom for two hundred years."

She spoke softly, but Tang Xuejian still heard her clearly. She couldn't help but be surprised by the profound meaning of Long Kui's words.

"Who are the Sister Liu and Brother Yun you are talking about?"

Long Kui's upright eyes stared at Tang Xue Jian for a while, her eyes were like a still pool, reflecting the scene in people's hearts. Tang Xue Jian regarded it as a provocation and looked directly at her. After all, it was Long Kui.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and said softly: "Brother Yun's name is Yun Tianhe, and Sister Liu is Liu Mengli."

"Ah!" Tang Xuejian was startled, "What are you talking about in your sleep! How many years ago were the Four Divine Sword Sects? How do you recognize them?"

Nightshade blinked at her, "I just recognize it, so what?"

Tang Xue's eyebrows were raised, and she was about to have an attack, but Jingtian hurriedly changed the subject, "Wait a minute, listen, is there the sound of a piano?"

What he said is true. There really is the sound of the piano, and the tune is light and comfortable. It is the joy of sitting around drinking tea, cooking wine and talking about green plums. In this winter, not only is there the fragrance of peach blossoms, but also such a warm spring tune, it is really forgettable.

In the first month of the year, there was frost and snow, and the snow and ice in the sky were regarded as falling pear blossoms.

The sound of the piano was clearly heard in my ears, but I couldn't tell where it came from. It was the same in both ears. For a moment, I felt that it was coming from all directions, and for a moment, I felt that it was coming from the bottom of my heart.

.It can be seen that this person who plays the harp and music has profound knowledge.

Hou. If an ordinary martial artist is successful in practicing qi, he can also use the method of sound transmission. He is still in his ears even though he is several feet apart. The more advanced his skills are, and he has some extraordinary skills, he can use the method of sound transmission for hundreds of miles.

The ghost roar makes people unable to figure out the source of the sound.

Those who can make the sound of the piano penetrate directly to the bottom of their hearts and have a natural mind may have acquired supernatural powers and have a true understanding of the soul like listening attentively.

"I guess it must be the contemporary Qin Xin who is luring us to come and have a look!" Jingtian didn't care how mysterious the sound of the piano was, he was just very grateful that the sound was timely and saved him from the dilemma of being blamed on both sides.

Things have priorities, and Tang Xuejian understands the general character. Naturally, she secretly hates Jingtian for such an angry cowardly behavior, but in the face of great responsibility, there is no room for selfish infighting.

The three of them walked to the backyard. Originally, this place was just a peach garden. There was nothing special about it except that it was undefeated all year round. The heroes of the world respected the Four Divine Sword Sects, so they rarely set foot here. However, the people of Shouyang often visited this place every spring in March.

Come here to enjoy the flowers and scenery in the peach grove during the cozy time.

Because of the sound of the piano, they looked at the peach forest again, only to see a faint mist. They carefully stepped through the fog, and suddenly a woman in purple clothes appeared next to the waterside pavilion in front of them, with her back to the crowd, playing the harp with her bare hands.

After the song ended, the person stood up and looked back. Nightshade suddenly exclaimed, "Sister Liu! Why is it you?!"

When Jingtian and Tang Xue saw the face of that person, they were immediately horrified. Who could this person be if he wasn't Qin Sect Liu Mengli? She was exactly the same as the portrait in the Shenjian Sect's Patriarch Hall. The two hurriedly bowed and bowed, "I have seen Liu Mengli."

Patriarch!"

"Who is Sister Liu?" The woman in purple shirt said with a smile, "Hey, what are you two doing? I am not Patriarch Liu."

Nightshade frowned slightly, "Sister Liu, what's wrong with you?"

The woman in a purple shirt came with a harp in her arms. She was as beautiful as an immortal. She was truly a romantic figure throughout the ages. According to legend, when the four sects came to the divine world, Liu Dazong was so beautiful that he covered the immortal goddess and put the goddess to shame, so he was ranked first in the six realms.

The name of the beauty. When Jingtian and Tang Xue saw her in the Patriarch Hall, they were amazed by the person in the painting. Now they know that the beauty in the painting is only three-thirds of the color, and seven-thirds of it is here. Unconsciously, they can see

Crazy.

"Hehe, what a silly person." The purple-shirted goddess looked lively and cheerful, and she looked like a cardamom girl who did not have hair extensions. She didn't have much magic power at all, and she seemed to be just a junior with the same appearance as Liu Mengli.

"Miss, may I ask your name?" Jingtian's face was full of smiles, and at this time he showed his cleverness as a young boy again.

"Me? My name is Zhuang Mengdie."

Jingtian kept praising the name as it was a good match for her, a peerless beauty. The purple-shirted Zhuang Mengdie was made to laugh again and again by his clever words, and for a while the peach blossoms in the garden seemed to have withered.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to die laughing if I keep saying this. Are you here to find me? What happened to the Divine Sword Sect again?"

Tang Xue saw that she had been unhappy with Jingtian's attentive appearance, so she immediately pushed the pervert away and told the whole story in detail.

After hearing this, Zhuang Mengdie nodded slightly, "Okay, let me go with you." She stood up, moved lightly, but returned to the room with a veil on her face, "Wait a minute.

"

Jingtian didn't want to let go of the beauty, secretly thinking it was a pity, but immediately Tang Xuejian stomped heavily on his big toe, which made his face turn red and his ears red with pain.

The four of them were together, and Zhuang Mengdie lit up a cloud to carry her. She really looked like a fairy, but she was even more elegant than these three swordsmen. She was not a gentle and quiet person, so she sent Xue Jian and Nightshade Nightshade to her.

The two of them were invited to the cloud to talk. After a while, they were talking and laughing, and they were actually in a harmonious mood.

Sedum sat silently at the back, with hunched shoulders and a slumped back that made people smile secretly.

When they returned to the Divine Sword Sect, the senior brother had not returned yet, but he hurriedly passed on a few brocade books, saying that Jimo had undergone dramatic changes. Thousands of people had understood the evil method in Zhaobi, and the coast of the East China Sea had been devastated.

The sect leader Chu Hanjing summoned Jingtian and his party to discuss matters. When she saw Zhuang Mengdie, she remained calm and only treated him with courtesy. Instead, she paid more attention to the nightshade sword behind Jingtian.

"In front of Qin Xin, Chu Hanjing was polite. I am an old friend who has worked hard. This sudden change in Jimo is not unusual. In the four hundred years of our operation, ten generations of heroes have worked hard to plan for great things. Now is the time to rise up and give it a try.

There will be evil spirits and gods who will cause trouble and trouble, which is actually the principle of disaster. Whenever there is a crisis, we must work together to overcome the difficulties."

Zhuang Mengdie laughed and said, "Tell me what help you want me to do."

"The Qinxin of all ages has the ability to confuse dreams and listen to people's hearts. I would like to ask you to find out the evil practices practiced by those who create chaos, so that you can prescribe the right medicine and find corresponding strategies."

"It's a simple matter." Qin Xin accepted the order.

Chu Hanjing looked at Jingtian, "The sword behind you, is it possessed by Senior Long Kui?"

Nightshade's sword trembled slightly, as if saying hello, Chu Hanjing's face suddenly had a warm smile, "So you are the brother that Senior Solanum has been waiting for for many years. She finally got her wish."

"Master Chu Clan, I...I don't even remember who or what I was like in my previous life."

"It's not a bad thing. Sometimes it's better to die early than to live too long. A hundred years of life is so short. Since the past can no longer be pursued, it's better to go back."

Jingtian only had Nuonuo, and he thought to himself: You have lived for so many years, so naturally you can say such things, but I, Uncle Jing, just want to live longer.

Chu Hanjing seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a smile, "Longevity is a great desire for cultivation, and it is normal for you to have such extravagant hopes. Master Yun spreads the Dharma to the world. Today's human world is full of spiritual wisdom, and it is a treasure land for cultivation, so everyone spreads the Dharma.

Wonderful method, those who can practice it consistently will naturally increase their lifespan. But if you don’t become an immortal, you won’t be able to live for thousands of years. Let me ask you, if you work hard

, practice painstakingly, human beings are like wood and stone, struggling for hundreds of years in vain on the road to immortality, is it okay to practice like this? They claim that the way of heaven is ruthless, and regard all things as grass dogs. They are happy when they see benefits, angry when they see losses, and crazy when they see sex.

, I will go crazy when I see death. People are just food and beasts to me. If I am strong, I will bully them, if I am weak, I will flatter them. Once I become enlightened, I will live a life of fish and meat for the people. Is it okay to practice like this?"

"This, of course, is not good."

"There is no shortage of these two types of monks in the world. It should be noted that the immortals and gods monopolize the light and spiritual energy to provide the body with eternal life. They are greedy and regard the sufferings of the world as nothing. They must praise the way of heaven and are uncompromising in their own words. This is Those who have bad virtues and hypocrisy, and if any creature speaks disrespectfully, will be furious and use the strong to bully the weak. All those who vainly seek to become immortals and gods should follow the example of these despicable creatures, regard the way of heaven as their guide, and walk as cautiously as if they were walking on thin ice. Isn’t it ridiculous?”

"This is indeed the case."

"You are young in this life, and you have a beautiful woman by your side. You don't have to worry about your spiritual practice. Your current level is already good, and you can keep your youth forever. In the days to come, you can go sightseeing in the mountains and rivers, and indulge in the world of heaven and earth. Isn't it right? Even the gods admire you? After a hundred years of life, are you still dissatisfied?"

After hearing this, Tang Xuejian glanced at Jingtian coldly. He thought that he was about to die soon and hurriedly squeezed out a charming smile, but it was a pity that he had already turned his head.

Silent for a moment, Chu Hanjing seemed to be lost in reminiscing.

Jingtian only felt that the situation was embarrassing, so he asked her, "Has the master ever had someone he liked?"

Chu Hanjing shook his head, "I have never experienced the love between a man and a woman, but I have thought about it, but I can never find the one I want. I have long been accustomed to such days, but all my old friends are gone, so there are no things that make me nostalgic. Too much. When great things are accomplished, I will resign as the leader, return to my hometown, and leave."

"Sect Master..." Jingtian and Jingtian both exclaimed, but they both wanted to speak but stopped.

"Oh, death is a great blessing in the world. You will understand later." She stopped there, "Okay, let's stop talking. You two go back first. The disaster is approaching. There is nothing wrong with practicing well. After you go back You must also work hard all the time and never slack off.”

"Disciple, obey."

After Jingtian went out, he received a cold look from Tang Xue. He could not say a few words before she dodged him with her sword. The Tang girl went back to her house to practice.

The nightshade sword trembled slightly and whispered: "Brother, aren't you going to apologize to Sister Tang?"

"Why did you start calling her Sister Tang?"

"Brother, don't you like me calling her that?"
To be continued...