On the night of the first snowfall, Gu Yusheng met Mo Wanyun. In the days that followed, the snow became heavier day by day, and the entire Qingyun Gate turned into a world of snow.
This coke spoiled the snow monkeys who were secretly surviving in the valley.
It can boldly play in the snow, and when it comes to snowballs thrown by Gu Yusheng, it will always jump up happily to catch them in the air, and keep doing somersaults.
Its snow fur is thicker than before, and naturally, it becomes more powerful every time it steals Gu Yusheng's cans of wine.
Of course, its dependence on Gu Yusheng goes beyond wine. Whenever it practices on the stone above the cold pool, it will consciously guard the door. Any disturbance will make it prick up its ears.
late at night.
A lonely moon hangs high.
Gu Yusheng sat cross-legged on the stone above the cold pool, his whole body covered in frost. His body bones occasionally made cracking sounds, and there was a silvery luster from the inside out.
During the past few months, apart from practicing his sword every day, he had not neglected his own level of cultivation. However, the difficulty of forging bones was still far beyond his imagination. Even if he drank the gourd every few days,
Spiritual wine can still only burn a bone in a few days.
Now, except for his skull, all the bones in his body have been tempered.
According to the Bone Forging Technique, his current speed can be said to be very fast, but Gu Yusheng always feels that when doing something, you must do it to the extreme. On top of silver bones, there are gold bones.
The head is the most mysterious, strongest and most fragile part of the human body.
He has been tempering the skull for several days. He is not impatient, but guides the vitality of heaven and earth into the meridians little by little, and honestly guides the gentlest strength to temper.
Even so, Gu Yusheng still felt a little dizzy, as if there was an invisible shackle on his head, constantly squeezing his divine sea.
I persisted like this for two hours, and when I felt my body reached its limit,
Gu Yusheng stopped practicing.
These days, he has been going smoothly in the way of swordsmanship, but has not improved much in terms of cultivation level. However, Mr. Qin's careful teachings to him are not only used in practicing sword techniques, but also throughout the whole life.
During practice.
"call."
Gu Yusheng breathed out a breath of frosty air.
He stood up, brushed his hand over the cloak on his shoulders, and brushed off the frost on it.
When I was about to cross the cold pool, I heard a cooing sound under my feet.
The snow ape that was originally guarding the entrance of the cave suddenly became restless, scratching its ears and cheeks, chirping, and its snow fur exploded like sharp needles.
"Um?"
Gu Yusheng felt inexplicably uneasy.
He looked intently and saw the water of the cold pool as calm as a mirror, with bubbles emerging little by little below, and then getting bigger, gulu, gulu.
For a moment, Gu Yusheng felt a huge spiritual energy coming from the depths of the earth's veins.
This spiritual energy is so pure that it automatically enters his body and can penetrate directly into his bones.
"What's going on?"
The sudden benefit made Gu Yusheng subconsciously feel the danger. He swung away from the cold cave, watched carefully, and gathered his energy on his feet. If something happened, he would leave the cold cave first.
Gu Gu Gu Gu.
There are more and more bubbles in the water, and the spiritual energy in the cold cave is becoming more and more abundant.
Gu Yusheng's heart moved.
Remove the gourd from your waist and open its stopper.
The next moment, the spiritual energy in the cold cave seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force and swarmed into Gu Yusheng's spiritual gourd.
Under the dim light of fluorite.
Gu Yusheng saw that the spiritual gourd in his hand turned light blue. After absorbing the spiritual energy, it became heavier little by little.
Time passed little by little.
The emergence of spiritual energy in the ground continues, but there are no signs of danger.
Gu Yusheng felt at ease and sucked away the spiritual energy flowing out of the earth veins bit by bit.
Qingping Mountain.
A thin cloud disk lies near the cold moon.
Somewhere on the mountain, Qin Jiu, who was sitting dry, opened his eyes.
His hand brushed over the frost-covered sword box and he put it on his back.
He stood up slowly and stared into the distance of the sky. Gradually, his eyebrows were like a sharp sword, ready to be unsheathed at any time.
His left hand was hidden in his sleeve, making secret secrets.
Suddenly, a rune on the sword box on his back became extremely bright.
Qin Jiu's expression moved slightly.
After a moment, he smoothed out the bright runes.
He murmured to himself: "Is there another demon emperor born? It's so close to Qingping Mountain. I really have a hard life."
A cold wind suddenly blew through Qingping Mountain.
Qin Jiu tightened his clothes.
At this moment, a cyan figure came from the sky, and there were ancient writings around the body of the great scholar Mo Fanchen. After seeing Qin Jiu clearly, he was shocked, but he did not speak, but took a closer look at the distance.
On the flat land and smooth stone, the awe-inspiring aura dissipated from his body, and he said solemnly: "In the past two years, I have been thinking, on the day when Qingyun Gate was founded, whose sword could cut through the sky?
It turned out to be Mr. Qin who shocked the Demon Emperor."
Qin Jiu stood with his sword in his hand and responded coldly: "You are so good at Shushan, so you came to Qingpingzhou to enjoy the breeze. People in the world say you are a nerd, but I don't think so. In this world's beautiful scenery, Jingting Mountain is a match for books."
The rest of the mountain is in Qingping Mountain, so you shouldn't come to me. You know, I don't have a good impression of Shengyuan Shushan."
Mo Fanchen gently dusted off the snowflakes on his shoulders, turned around and looked at the snow-capped area at the foot of the mountain. The peach blossom forest was completely white, and said: "I have seen that cunning peach demon, and one of its branches was once broken off by someone.
The head, has been waiting for an opportunity to retaliate against the disciples of Qingyun Sect, secretly accumulating strength. The peach blossom has bloomed well in the past two years, and it has recovered a lot of strength. A few days ago, I saw that it was missing another branch. I was secretly wondering in my heart, Qingyun Sect
Among them, there are really only a handful of people who can break its branches silently."
Qin Jiu walked to the stone step by step, leaned on the cold stone, and said, "I didn't break it. I just wanted to make a scabbard. It broke of its own accord."
Mo Fanchen smiled.
"When it meets Mr. Qin, can it not be willing? If it is even the slightest bit unwilling, it will lose its life."
Qin Jiu was too lazy to pay attention to this nerdy old Confucian scholar.
Mo Fanchen took a few steps forward enthusiastically, stared at the sky, and said: "Mr. Qin, the strong wind is about to rise, and the demonic wind is about to blow to Qingping Mountain. With you here, I can feel at ease again."
Read more books."
"Everyone has their own responsibilities, nerd. The big demon from Qingping Mountain three years ago was very powerful. Not only did he not die, he also broke through to a new level. I won't take action on your behalf."
Mo Fanchen sighed.
"I'm not good at fighting, let alone slaying monsters. Mr. Qin's sword is so cold, how about you solve this problem for me."
Qin Jiu turned his face to the side and met Mo Fanchen's eyes. After a while, he finally said: "Do you think there is only one big monster in the world? There is a holy monster born in Tianyao City. The human race does not have many good days left. If we want to
In a few years, you and I will be captured by the demon clan, our heads will be made into wine glasses, and your Holy Academy Academy will be trampled by those demon clan arrogantly. This day will not be too long."
Mo Fanchen's expression froze.
"real?"
Qin Jiu nodded, "I'm telling you this to ask you to accept my love. Even if I don't use this love, one day my disciples will. You are a scholar, so don't default on your debt."
Mo Fanchen looked surprised.
"Mr. Qin travels the world alone, when did he accept disciples?"
Qin Jiu's cold face showed a trace of softness.
"There is some fate between people after all."
Mo Fanchen frowned, his eyes became wary, his clothes fluttered, and his words became low-pitched: "Is there anyone in the Qingyun Sect that Mr. Mo can like? Could it be the Nine from the Xuanlong Dynasty?
Prince?"
"The proud son of heaven?"
Qin Jiu smiled sarcastically.
"I thought you were a little different from those old guys in the Holy Academy Shushan, but I didn't expect you to be the same. You only look at people on the surface. How can there be any proud person in this world? I, Qin Jiu, will care about the disciple's talent when I accept a disciple? What kind of mystery is there?
The Dragon Dynasty, the Ninth Prince, these identities are all burdens in the world. How can you clearly see a person's character by judging a person?"
"That's good."
Mo Fanchen breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands towards Qin Jiu, turned around and left.
But Qin Jiu said at this moment: "Please stay."
Mo Fanchen stopped.
Qin Jiu said: "You only need to know what I am doing in Qingping Mountain. Don't let others know about it."
Mo Fanchen drifted away.
"I understand. Once this person is bound, he will become hesitant. Mr. Qin, the big demon outside is fierce. Don't let your sword become dull because of it. The joys and sorrows of a scholar are actually in
There is so much ruthlessness between the lines, and I don’t want to go to a lonely grave one day to express my condolences to you."
"Don't worry, you won't die."
Qin Jiu looked indifferent, took a step forward, and held his hand towards Mo Fanchen.
Mo Fanchen was so frightened that he took a step back, not daring to face him head on.
"Mr. Qin, if you have something to say, just say it directly. I can't stand it."
Qin Jiu said: "My disciple will mature next year. When he reaches the age of slaying demons, he must have a man of character to crown him. Please worry about this for me. It will be a big deal. This is only once in his life. He
I don’t have my parents around, I didn’t ask him to call me master, and there’s no one close to me. After thinking about it, you are a scholar, so you are the most suitable one.”
…
The next morning.
Gu Yusheng had just gotten up and opened the door, and saw a straight figure standing in the small courtyard. Qin Jiu's hair and shoulders were covered with frost and snow. He had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, looking like an ice sculpture.
Gu Yusheng rubbed his eyes. The next moment, his eye circles turned red and he trembled: "Sir, why are you in the snow?"
He stepped forward quickly, his legs softened, and he knelt in the snow. He buried his head so that no one could see his suddenly red eyes.
A pair of hands as pale as bones stretched out and helped Gu Yusheng up. Mr. Qin, who was already covered in frost white, patted the snowflakes on Gu Yusheng's shoulders and clothes.
With soft eyes, he said: "For the rest of my life, I am leaving Qingping Mountain."
Gu Yusheng, who was already in a complicated mood, raised his head little by little after hearing Qin Jiu's words. He looked at the old Qin Jiu with his eyes. He gritted his teeth and could not say a word. Snowflakes fell on the hair between his eyebrows.
, his eyelids drooped, he stepped on the snow on the ground with his feet, and whispered: "Sir, it's not the first year yet, and next year's peach blossoms haven't bloomed yet. Look, the plum blossoms are blooming in the yard, and ah, I
My qualifications are dull, I haven't learned the swordsmanship you taught me yet."
Qin Jiu stood with his hands behind his hands, raised his head, looked at the gray sky for a while, and then said slowly: "My child, I always have to leave. I will leave when the plum blossoms are blooming, or when the peach blossoms are blooming.
It's all the same, you warm a pot of wine and I'll take it with you to eat on the way."
Gu Yusheng lowered his head.
He didn't want his husband to leave or warm the wine, but he ran into the house, lit the brazier, and carried him to the brewing room. He stumbled a few steps while opening jar after jar of the wine brewed last year and this year, and tasted it.
After tasting it again, the resolute young man stood behind the door, tears were about to flow out. He said with a slight cry, "Sir, these wines are not good to drink. They are bitter when you drink them. You stay here and wait for the peach blossoms to bloom next year."
When the time comes, I promise to make the best wine."
Qin Jiu came over, picked up a jar, took a sip, filled his gourd, and comforted: "It tastes very good."
Gu Yusheng then made a bowl and put it on the brazier to warm.
He was afraid that the fire was not strong enough and he had neglected his master.
I was also afraid that the fire would be too strong and the wine would heat up.
Mr. Qin left.
Qin Jiu still stood in the snow, reached out and patted Gu Yusheng on the head, and sighed: "My child, gathering and separation are just like fate. We are not controlled by anyone at all. We have always been arranged by fate. Don't be sad because of this. Let's go."
Go your own way, I hope your life does not have too many ups and downs. If you encounter troubles, ask the spring breeze. If it still doesn't work, ask the sword in your hand. When the wine is hot, bring it to me."
Gu Yusheng held the bowl filled with wine with both hands.
Qin took the wine and drank it in one gulp. He twirled his beard and smiled happily.
"Gone."
Qin Jiu's figure turned into a blue shadow, drifting away like a wisp of wind.
He just disappeared out of thin air in front of Gu Yusheng.
Gu Yusheng stood there, holding the empty bowl, without blinking for a long time.
Wait for the wind and snow to cover his feet and blow on his face.
After a while, he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He walked into the house in a daze, walked to the bed, climbed into the bed alone, and covered himself with a quilt.
Get some sleep.
You can see your husband when you wake up.
The young man thought.
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