then
Changxia is a little irritable now.
Reorganizing Bie Jingchun's sword formation was a very troublesome task. In the past, she only knew that her master had thrown tens of thousands of swords at Cang Xuan. Now, after searching through them one by one, she finally counted them clearly: 36,500.
I don’t know how the master, who likes to solve problems with force, had the patience to set up this formation.
By the time she had sorted out the formation, it was winter again.
After putting the last "Fengxia" back in its place, she stood at the highest point of Wumao City and let out a long sigh.
Southern border.
Changxia lowered his eyes and wondered how Xingyun was doing recently.
A few months ago, a small Dharma Assembly was held at Xiaoling Mountain to announce the return of the Buddha. However, it was not a big event because it was still the mourning period.
At that time in Changxia, Man Cangxuan was looking for a sword, Qian Xiangyi was in the East Territory and couldn't leave, and Yunting went to Linjiang. Chen Siyan said that after he resigned from his post, he really stopped caring about worldly affairs and guarded Li Bai in Cangfeng Mountain every day, as if he had really become the eighth disciple of Cangfeng Mountain.
Changxia didn't go, but he sent someone to bring a gift. Xingyun accepted it and sent someone to thank him in return.
Both sides are just putting on a show, which makes Changxia miss the days with Chi Zhouhai.
The little monk was ignorant at that time, but he was lively.
When she returned to Cangfeng Mountain, Shen Siyan was inviting people to eat hot pot.
Changxia walked in with a sword in his hand, his hair and clothes were covered with some wind and snow.
Lian Hua quickly took out a heater from his storage bag, walked over in three or two steps, and for once showed toughness, stuffed the heater into her arms, then wiped the snow off her hair with heartache.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"
Chang Xia said nonchalantly, "I missed the spirit insects in Baicao Garden so much that I was eager to go home. I didn't make it in time."
Sanli San is a bird that loves to eat insects, and the plants in Baicao Garden are most afraid of insects, so it often goes there to collect money.
The disciples of Baicao Garden welcomed it.
When I mentioned Baicao Garden Lianhua, I thought of Yu Hanzhu and asked, "Has Hanzhu not returned yet?"
Shen Siyan continued, "Valley Master Yu's term in Chi Zhouhai will last until the next sixty years."
The Privy Council only deals with worldly affairs, but his master is the head of the sect, so he still knows some of the big and small matters in Yunting.
After saying this, Shen Siyan suddenly froze.
Maybe it won’t take the next sixty years.
But it’s not convenient to tell Lian Hua about this.
Senior sister only needs to worry about her herbs.
Lian Hua asked again: "The person in charge of Baicao Garden now is Qiongfang."
Yan Qiongfang, the current Valley Master of Baicao Garden, is quite special. She is a plant spirit who has transformed into a human. It is said that her true form is a Wei Zi peony.
Unless they were evil monsters that caused trouble, Cang Xuan did not have much ill will towards the monsters in her own land. It was even common for monsters to become intelligent and walk among the human world. When Chang Xia and Xie Fengxue were young, they often asked her for nectar.
Shen Siyan thought for a moment and said, "That shouldn't be the case. Master Yangu hasn't been involved in worldly affairs for many years. She is only responsible for taking care of the plants and trees."
Lingyao whispered at this time: "It's Master Mirror."
Yan Qiongfang's apprentice.
But—how did you know him?
Everyone at the table immediately looked at her.
What was even more surprising was that this time it was Chu Xian who spoke first, still with no expression on his face: "You actually know someone outside of Cangfeng Mountain."
Lingyao was not used to so many people looking at her. She held the cup in both hands and lowered her head very low.
"I... I often go to Baicao Garden to look for new ingredients when I cook." Then he raised his head and looked at Chu Xian bravely: "I'll give you all the food!"
This statement is quite reasonable.
Chu Xian: ...
How on earth did she manage to speak with such force and trembling voice?
"I'm just stating it."
It's not like he was cursing anyone, so why be so scared? Besides... Chu Xian recalled his life and it seemed that he had never cursed anyone.
Why does Lingyao always look afraid of him?
It’s really hard to guess what girls are thinking.
Chen Siyan looked at this and that, resting his hand on his chin with interest.
He looked like he was enjoying a good show.
Chang Xia was too lazy to care about him and asked Lian Hua: "Senior Sister has something to do in Baicao Garden?"
Lian Hua nodded and said, "I have a new herb, but its growing conditions are too harsh. Even Ruo Mu Gu can't grow it. I want to see if Baicao Garden has any solution."
Changxia searched for Yan Qiongfang in her memory. She was indeed an extraordinary person who only cared about the appearance of the flowers and plants she raised.
So she said, "Master Yangu will probably be very interested."
Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, Shen Siyan started to invite everyone to eat hot pot.
The snow on Cangfeng Mountain was mixed with sword energy, making it more fierce than anywhere else. However, Li Bai's courtyard was filled with formations set up by Xie Fengxue, which kept the wind, snow, and sword energy out. The courtyard still looked like a warm spring day, with pear blossoms in full bloom.
Changxia held the wine glass in his hand and spun it around, but not a drop of the wine spilled out.
Her mind was not here; she was looking at the pear tree in the middle of the yard.
Xie Fengxue was someone who enjoyed doing useless things, like this tree, which, under the blessing of the formation, bloomed year-round without bearing fruit or withering. Her senior brother had messed up the seasons, seemingly just to see this tree bloom.
Act according to your own will and be as willful as possible.
She walked over slowly and took out Xie Fengxue's Gongshu lock, but did not open it.
Li Bai and the others were having a great time, but Chen Siyan viciously snatched a chicken leg from Jiang Bailu. Jiang Bailu was angry but dared not say anything.
When he took a big bite of meat, Shen Siyan's originally wandering gaze fell on Changxia.
He walked over slowly and saw Gongshu Suo next to Changxia.
Changxia is not familiar with mechanical engineering, so it must not be hers - as for who gave it to her, there is no need to think about it.
Whose gift in the world is worthy of this new swordsman carrying around?
There was quite a bit of movement on the Tianti Jianmu side, and the news of Xie Fengxue's immortality was no longer a secret to him.
"Why don't you go up and check on him like you did last time? That should be enough."
Chen Siyan was referring to the time when Changxia took him to heaven to kill the immortal.
Zuoqin's "As if on a battlefield" ignores distance and boundaries. It is indeed a great magic weapon for a secret rendezvous as if I were there in person.
Chang Xia smiled and said, "Forget it. I'm afraid I won't be able to lift the sword when I see my senior brother."
Shen Siyan didn't respond, he thought of his childhood.
Xie Fengxue was a year older than him, and he was a year older than Changxia. To be honest, they had actually grown up together.
Chen Siyan is the eldest disciple of the sect leader. There is always a large group of people surrounding him and fawning over him. He always commands people and is surrounded by people. This is completely different from the brother and sister in Cangfeng Mountain. They have always lived in their own little world.
It's like the world is so small that only we are there.
When he was young, Shen Siyan was surrounded by so many new things that he was dazzled and overwhelmed every day. His only interactions with Changxia were limited to the few casual conversations with his master.
At that time, Qian Xiangyi's senior sister Su Qingkong liked Bie Jingchun, but Bie Jingchun was a dullard who didn't understand romance. Qian Xiangyi looked at the senior brothers and sisters from Cangfeng Mountain with a cold eye - it was just that he was not partial enough.
But for two children who have nothing but treasures, it is difficult for them to live well in a sect simply by not being partial.
At that time, they were the only ones in Cangfeng Mountain. Clothes, food, and cultivation resources could only be collected by joining the more crowded Yunshang Pavilion. Yunshang Pavilion was so far from Cangfeng Mountain, and since they didn't know how to fly a sword, they could only get the inferior ones if they walked there. This was understandable, after all, first come, first served was the universally recognized rule.
There is snow on the top of Zangfeng Mountain all year round, so the charcoal used is definitely more than other places, but the supplies are fixed, so why should you get more?
Even when it comes to fighting, disciples are prohibited from fighting privately but not from competing with each other. In this regard, having more people always means more advantages.
And so on and so forth.
Chen Siyan knew why Xie Fengxue was the most important person to Changxia - in those years when she was most confused and helpless, they really only had each other.
Even if she later had Bie Jingchun as her master and Zuo Qin as her backer, it would still be different.
He recalled the first time he had truly looked at Chang Xia, in Ruomu Valley. The young woman ran in covered in wounds, blood all over the floor, yet she never cried out in pain.
Lian Hua bandaged her tightly, leaving only her eyes exposed. When Chen Siyan pushed the door open, he found her eyes surprisingly bright.
The girl said to Lian Hua in a cheerful tone, "I won! Senior Sister, there were more than a dozen of them surrounding me, but I won!"
Even though the wounds on her body hurt when they were pulled, she still danced with joy, then gasped heavily while holding the bleeding wounds.
Lian Hua gently rebuked: "Don't you know how to protect yourself more?"
The girl said with a smile, "They refused to listen to my reasoning, so I had no choice but to use my sword to teach them the truth!"
Lian Hua said: "The reason why I hurt myself like this"
The girl snorted disdainfully: "They will only be hurt more seriously than me." She had learned a long time ago that if you let others know how ruthless you are at once, they will not bully you.
Then, as if she suddenly thought of something, she said to Lian Hua nervously, "Don't tell my senior brother."
Shen Siyan walked into Lian Hua's medicine room and said half-jokingly: "Even your senior brother can't protect you, why don't you become my junior sister?"
The girl bared her teeth - although her mouth was tightly wrapped, Shen Siyan knew that she was baring her teeth at the moment, like a ferocious young animal warning its enemy.
"You don't need to meddle in the affairs between me and my senior brother!"
So lively, with such wild and unrestrained vitality, even a piece of gauze cannot block it.
Shen Siyan, who was still just a teenager, was suddenly stunned.
His eyes fell on her easily.
It was so that day, and it has been so ever since.
Hundreds and thousands of years later, Changxia was taught and pampered. She had a master, elders, senior brothers, and friends. The wildness of her youth seemed to have been tamed. She became gentle and calm, and became unperturbed. Everyone said that the second senior sister of Cangfeng Mountain was as gentle as water.
But Shen Siyan knew that she was just hiding it well.
She is as unruly as she was back then.
He vaguely sensed that the successive departures of the Sword Immortal and Zuo Shanzhu had dealt Chang Xia a greater blow than it appeared. Beneath her calm face lay a subtle madness.
She just has too much responsibility and she is just feeling depressed.
It's like a wooden barrel filled with explosives, just waiting to be ignited by a spark.
Then Shen Siyan said to Changxia, "If you can't lift the sword, then so be it, Changxia. It's no big deal."
The savior does not necessarily have to be a specific person. There will always be other people with lofty ideals to take on the burden that cannot be borne.
If it really doesn't work, he will try his best to carry the burden.
Chang Xia stroked the sword and glanced at him calmly: "If your brain is broken, I can help you get a new one."
Shen Siyan said: "I'm serious. I can also..."
"Chen Siyan!" Chang Xia interrupted him.
"I'm serious, too."
Shen Siyan shut up awkwardly. He looked into her eyes. The swordsman's eyes were as bright as before, clean and open.
In the end, he was the first to give in and turned away.
But Shen Siyan felt very happy again.
Changxia knew what he was going to say next, so she told him to stop and give up the idea.
She was also protecting him.
Even as a friend, Changxia still has a place for him in his heart.
So Shen Siyan walked back to his seat excitedly and snatched another chicken leg from Jiang Bailu.
Jiang Bailu: ...
Changxia ignored what this person was doing. Xie Fengxue's Gongshu Suo was still lying there quietly, with pear blossoms fluttering and a few petals falling on it.
Chang Xia said to this small mechanism box in his heart -
Brother, please stay with me like this.
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