Chapter 74 The lively atmosphere is the New Year’s gift.
Although the entire Tianyan is covered with frost and snow due to the cold winter, it does not seem so cold compared to the Lingshanze where the snow and ice never melt all year round.
As soon as everyone passed through the dense forest between Fu Ri Peak and Lingshan Lake, they were stunned by the ice and snow that appeared before their eyes. Xiao Yan and others had just learned to fly the sword, and because of the surprise, their spiritual power stagnated and they almost fell off the sword.
Fortunately, Zhan Yao was quick-witted and quick-handed. She grabbed their Taoist robes with both hands, helping them to stabilize their bodies.
"Thank you." Xiao Yan scratched the back of his head sheepishly, smiled at Zhan Yao, and quickly opened his eyes wide to look around, sighing, "I never thought Lingshanze would be like this."
"Fuyun, is it like this here all year round? Do you feel too cold on weekdays?" Hongying asked.
Mu Fuyun said, "It's like this all year round. It was a little hard to get used to at first, but it only took a few days to get used to it."
Hong Ying nodded. "That's right. A bit of cold actually helps one focus better. Uncle Xie has an extraordinary temperament and practices seclusion, his realm far surpassing that of ordinary people. I think he's a perfect match for this icy and snowy place."
Others also agreed.
In their hearts, Lingshan Daojun has always been a mysterious existence. The only class he gave a few months ago allowed them to witness his uniqueness and cast a different veil over him.
"Master is indeed different from everyone else." Hearing their admiring praise for Xie Hanyi, Mu Fuyun felt a sense of pride in his heart.
Xie Hanyi, who was being talked about by them, felt the inexplicable uncertainty in his heart disappear after hearing these words.
This was his place. From the moment these disciples entered the dense forest, he had already noticed their arrival, and he heard every word they said just now.
After all, this was the first time that his disciple brought his classmates back. He was a little worried that the cold and quiet place would make these children feel uncomfortable, but now he is relieved.
Seeing that they had emerged from the dense forest and were about to land on the flat ground by the lake, Xie Hanyi also came out of the cave, stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for them to approach.
When a group of more than a dozen young disciples saw him appear, they quickly restrained their expressions, acted properly, and saluted to greet him.
Mu Fuyun had just told them not to get too close to the lake, so they all consciously moved towards the cave to show their attitude.
Xie Hanyi watched their actions, and a relaxed smile appeared between his brows.
"We've prepared a table and a couch for you to sit on. If you feel cold, you can light some long-burning lamps." He nodded at them calmly, gave a few instructions, and finally turned to Mu Fuyun, "If you need anything, just go to the storehouse and get it. If you need anything else, please come to my house and find me."
Mu Fuyun nodded and watched him leave with everyone else.
They only breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to the cave and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"I didn't expect that Uncle Xie is so considerate and kind to us youngsters." Xu Huaiyan said.
Mu Fuyun smiled and said, "Although Master doesn't talk much, he is actually very nice."
They had seen some of it in the last lecture, and it seemed more and more true to them.
Xiao Yan grinned playfully and winked at Mu Fuyun, "I think it's because of you, Junior Sister Mu. After all, over the years, you're the only one that Senior Uncle Xie agreed to accept as his disciple."
"Yes, we are all thanks to Junior Sister Mu that we can come here today. No other senior brothers and sisters in the entire sect have ever been here." Zhao Yueyue also joined in the fun, holding his head high and chest out, as if he had gained a lot of knowledge and was ready to go out and talk about it.
Hongying chuckled and punched him hard on the back of the shoulder, making him rush forward without warning.
"Alright, alright, I know you two like to show off, so forget it here. Why don't you help clean up and sit down?"
Zhao Yueyue rubbed his back and complained that Hongying had become more and more reckless since entering Luoxia Peak. At the same time, he obediently helped everyone to spread the food they brought from Qinglu's dining hall on the table.
There are white jade cakes, osmanthus jelly, almond pastries, etc. made by the dim sum chef, as well as various washed but uncooked meat slices and vegetables prepared by the cooking chef.
Xiao Yan took out a large copper pot and charcoal fire he had prepared. Mu Fuyun started a spiritual fire and lit the eternal lamp and charcoal fire. Xu Huaiyan poured soup base into the large copper pot. Yu Cen simply used his sword as a blade, took a few spices, cut or stirred them, and made a large portion of dipping sauce. The others cleaned up their food and sat on the couches.
More than a dozen people gathered together, busy but orderly.
After everything was finally tidied up, everyone sat down around the table and raised their glasses and picked up their chopsticks.
It was evening when we first arrived. Night had already fallen. In the deep blue sky, the moonlight was dim and the stars were bright, reflecting on the calm lake. It should have been lonely and desolate, but the bright eternal lamp and the copper pot bubbling and emitting hot steam on the side diluted all of this.
Under the warm firelight, the young faces were illuminated vividly, and even Zhan Yao looked much softer and more relaxed than usual.
Xiao Yan loved to stir up trouble. He held the wine jug and poured wine for everyone again and again. They drank one cup after another, and all the fair faces were dyed with deep or light blush.
Since entering the inner gate, they have been practicing fasting and have never indulged in food and drink again.
Although they didn't feel hungry, everyone felt a long-lost joy when faced with a table full of fresh food and boiling hot soup.
At Xiao Yan's instigation, Qi Man and Zhao Yueyue wanted to drag Liang Shiqian and Yu Cen to have a drinking contest.
Even though it is just rice wine, it is rich and sweet and not easy to get drunk, but it still has a strong aftertaste if you drink one cup after another.
Xu Huaiyan was afraid that they had drunk too much and lost their temper, so he hurried to dissuade them, but Cen Luo and Xiao Yan held him on either side, laughing and pulling him to join in the drinking competition.
Hongying was still thinking about practicing, and she enthusiastically pulled Zhan Yao and Mu Fuyun to stand in the open space by the lake, asking them to teach her sword-wielding skills again.
However, she had just had a few too many drinks and her alcohol tolerance was not very good. After asking the two to demonstrate it to her, she was about to try it herself when her legs went weak and she slipped, almost falling into the lake from mid-air.
Mu Fuyun was alert, and the moment before she fell, he used his spiritual power to control his sword and flew over to catch her.
Although Hongying did not fall, the dizziness in his head was completely aroused. He simply lay on Mu Fuyun's sword, opened his arms, hugged it tightly, grinned foolishly, and fell asleep like that.
Mu Fuyun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He controlled the sword to fall and let Hongying lie down on a couch.
On the other side, the people who were drinking were also very drunk. Even the usually steady Xu Huaiyan and Yu Cen were in a daze.
Seeing that Hongying was fine, Zhan Yao went over to check on them.
Among the dozen or so people, except Mu Fuyun and Zhan Yao, everyone else was dizzy and half drunk.
The two were not standing together, but at a distance from each other. Suddenly, their eyes met, and they were both stunned, and then they laughed at the same time.
This feeling, the feeling of being with my companions, seems better than I imagined.
Mu Fuyun felt that he had never personally experienced such a lively and sincere atmosphere in his life.
Zhan Yao probably thought so too.
She saw Zhan Yao standing in the light of the eternal lamp, her whole body covered with a layer of soft gauze.
She heard Zhan Yao say, "Mu Fuyun, don't let up. I won't show mercy at the Dharma Assembly."
She smiled, her smile free and confident: "Don't worry, I won't let you down."
The moon was at its zenith, and snowflakes suddenly began to float in the dark night.
Midnight is approaching, and after that moment, it will be a new year.
Mu Fuyun looked up at the snowflakes dancing in the air, his heart moved. He glanced at everyone and saw that they were all fine. Then he turned around and walked towards the cave alone.
The door of Xie Hanyi's room was still closed and the window was half-open, but one could vaguely see what was happening inside.
Mu Fuyun stood by the window, rubbed his hands which were a little red from the cold, gently leaned on the windowsill, leaned forward, and looked a little in through the open window.
There was a lamp on in the room, it was the frost-melting lamp she made by herself. The pale blue light made the room look a little lonely and cold.
Xie Hanyi sat cross-legged in meditation, motionless.
Mu Fuyun lit another warm yellow lamp, bent down and placed it on the table under the window sill, and said softly: "Master, happy New Year."
Xie Hanyi did not move or open his eyes, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Mu Fuyun didn't get a response, but he wasn't disappointed. He knew that he was trying to enter a state of meditation and shouldn't be disturbed, so he consciously backed away.
Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a small brocade bag made of red silk embroidered with gold thread hanging on the eaves outside the window.
Out of curiosity, she reached out and weighed the brocade bag.
A bag full of spirit stones made a crisp sound.
It’s a New Year’s gift.
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