Time has passed ruthlessly, Liu Qinghuan still looks like a young man in his twenties, but Lin Guang is now almost middle-aged, has grown a beard, and is fatter than before.
The high-spiritedness and restlessness of his youth have disappeared from him, replaced by calmness, open-mindedness and cheerfulness.
He welcomed Liu Qing into his residence, and while placing wine and food on the stone table in the courtyard, he said: "Speaking of which, I occasionally think of me, you, and Junior Brother Bai, who often sat together on this stone table.
Let’s drink and chat. It’s just that it’s been decades since you left, and Junior Brother Bai has now taken pills and been sent to the far north of the ice and snow.”
After a pause: "It's just me, still standing still."
He was very calm when he spoke, but Liu Qinghuan seemed to see the decadent young man who was stuck at the eighth level of Qi training.
He thought about it for a while, but couldn't help but said: "Senior Brother Lin, is it really difficult for you to make any progress in your cultivation?"
Lin Guang laughed and shook his head: "Junior brother Liu, you don't have to be so careful when speaking. I have thought about it for so many years. When I was building the foundation, I rushed forward because of the spirit-building pills and foundation-building pills that you and junior brother Bai gave me.
Yes, so I have been mentally prepared for this."
Liu Qinghuan couldn't say anything else. Lin Guang had already given up. No matter how much he said as an outsider, it would be in vain.
Lin Guang poured him a glass of wine, the two of them clinked, and continued: "Actually, I'm not bad now. Being a small steward in the sect can be regarded as a bit of power. In a few years, I will return to the ordinary world.
Go build a small family of cultivators, marry a wife, have children, and reproduce."
No emotions such as unwillingness or sadness could be heard in his words. After the struggle and hopelessness, all that was left was resignation.
Liu Qinghuan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, swallowed his sigh, and said: "Senior Brother Bai is really gifted with talent. He formed a pill so quickly. I didn't even have a chance to congratulate him."
Lin Guang smiled and said: "The Eastern Wasteland has reappeared. He may come back soon, and then we can drink together again."
He stood up, walked back and forth in the courtyard, leaned against a tree and said, "You haven't seen Senior Brother Qu when you came back, right?"
"By the way, has Senior Brother Qu formed an elixir now?"
Lin Guang said regretfully: "No, I have tried three or four times, and each time it failed due to various reasons."
To attack the golden elixir once, you don't just have to go into seclusion. The elixirs and other items consumed are very valuable. However, Qu Yunhe has Chengxin Master behind him, so he should still be able to afford it.
"Is Senior Brother Qu in the sect now?"
Lin Guang turned the wine glass in his hand and shook his head: "Master Cheng Xin wanted to arrange for Senior Brother Qu to form a double cultivator with a female cultivator. Senior Brother Qu refused and fled the sect directly. I don't know where he is now."
"Double cultivation?" Liu Qinghuan frowned and said, "Does this mean that Master Chengxin has been disappointed with Senior Brother Qu?"
Generally, when elders arrange for younger generations to practice dual cultivation at this time, it is equivalent to giving up to a certain extent.
"Maybe..." Lin Guang said: "Anyway, Senior Brother Qu was said to be full of anger when he rushed out. Alas, speaking of it, thanks to Senior Brother Qu's care over the years, I have been able to win a small stewardship position in the sect."
While drinking, the two chatted about what had happened over the years. Lin Guang was very interested in asking about Liu Qinghuan's experience. When he learned that he had visited Sao Feng Continent and Dongya Island, he couldn't help but show a faint envy.
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The more they drank, the more they drank, but they were filled with unspeakable sorrow, and both of them gradually fell silent.
Lin Guang was in a daze, and Liu Qinghuan was also in a complicated mood.
Friends when they were young have taken different directions in life due to their respective circumstances. On the path to immortality, some have become disheartened and have given up, some have died halfway, some have struggled to make a blood mark every step of the way, and some have abandoned the past and never been heard from again...
They come from a well-known family, and when they were young, they were very high-spirited and dreamed of great things and a happy life with swords and swords. But the reality is concrete and cold. After walking around in the world, they either become a body of steel and iron, or they are reduced to being riddled with holes.
Lin Guang was drunk, half-lying on a chair, looking up at the starry sky above his head. After a long while, he whispered in a low voice: "I just regret that I no longer have the ambition to travel to the mountains and wild fields."
Liu Qinghuan burst out laughing for some unknown reason, and couldn't stop laughing, almost to tears.
Under Lin Guang's shocked gaze, he stood up, and the Sword of Life and Death flew out from between his eyebrows and turned into a long sword.
He walked to an open area, stood tall, with his back to Lin Guang and said: "Senior Brother Lin, do you still remember when we learned swordsmanship together?"
As he spoke, he first made a stance, then kneaded his body, held a sword flower in his hand, turned around and walked straight out. He did not use spiritual power, but just used his body to move up and down, using one move after another.
Stab, split, tease, hang, cloud, point, collapse, cut, cut...
Each move is the most basic sword move, which is exactly the Tai Chi sword technique they practiced when they started.
However, in Liu Qinghuan's current state, he has a different charm and experience when practicing Tai Chi swordsmanship.
The astonishment in Lin Guang's eyes was slowly filled with memories, as if he had really gone back to the days when they were teenagers, practicing swordsmanship with all their brothers on the cloud viewing platform behind the Immortal Peak every morning.
He was stunned for a while, watching Liu Qinghuan show no signs of stopping, moving one move after another, tirelessly, completely immersed in the swordsmanship.
There was a bright light in Lin Guang's eyes, and he looked at it like he was obsessed. He suddenly let out a long roar, and with a tremor of his hand, he grabbed a long sword, stood next to Liu Qinghuan, and started practicing exactly like him.
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How many years have passed, and how many years have passed?
You should build for me, and I will sing for you.
I wave to the seagulls and see how close I am to the clouds and dreams in my chest.
Chu Yue waited and listened, and his liver and gallbladder were in trouble.
Everything in life is given by God, and it is whirling.
Several people looked at each other and smiled drunkenly.
Seeing the floating clouds passing by, I am afraid that the years will fly away like a shuttle.
I encourage you to hold candles for a good spring.
Slowly, Liu Qinghuan's sword intention changed. The sword followed his heart, and he recalled all the experiences he had traveled during these years, as well as the people he met and those insights. After returning home, after learning that everyone in the sect
The emotions of a friend's plight also came to mind one by one.
He finally went to Jia Zhou's cave, and Jia Zhou opened the door for him, allowing him to visit Senior Brother Yuzhi who was lying in the ice coffin.
Life and death, death and death, life and death. Among the seven sufferings of life, life and death are at the top, and they are both painful and unspeakable.
And all of this was melted into his sword intention.
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The east was white and the morning light was dewy. Liu Qinghuan and Lin Guang unknowingly danced with their swords all night long.
When the first ray of golden sunlight shone into the small courtyard of Zhulin Mountain, the two of them stopped in unison and looked at the vibrant Chuyang.
Liu Qinghuan looked at the sword of life and death in his hand. The originally gray long sword had now turned completely white.
He had comprehended the death sword many years ago, and last night, he had comprehended the living sword without knowing it.
Life must lead to death, and death must lead to resurrection. Liu Qinghuan's sword intention of life and death finally made another great breakthrough.
He turned his head and laughed heartily with Lin Guang at the same time.
Breathing the fresh air of the morning, Liu Qinghuan said: "Brother Lin, you know that I have never been good at words, so I won't say anything to comfort you. We cultivators are all walking alone on the road to eternal life, and every step is full of ups and downs.
Nothing comes easy. And the most important thing is to never forget your original intention!"
When he started speaking, his voice was very soft. Later, every word seemed to pop out of his mouth and hit the ground with a loud sound!
The smile on Lin Guang's face slowly faded and he nodded cautiously.
Liu Qinghuan pointed forward and said loudly: "If you feel regretful, just do it; if you want to see the mountains, rivers and seas, then go out from here! The sect is our root, but it does not tie our feet.
, what binds us is our own heart.”
"What does it mean if you can't improve your cultivation? You can still enjoy your grudges and come and go freely! Do whatever you want to do, don't waste your time, hide in a corner all day feeling sad and self-pitying, or pretend to be calm and whitewash peace. You will die one day.
Well, your life has not been in vain!"
Finally, Liu Qinghuan said sadly: "Death will find us no matter when, so when we are alive, we should live with all our heart and soul..."