Time flies.
Five years later.
The temple on the back mountain.
A surge of sword intent shot straight into the sky, shaking the heavens, and only slowly dissipated after half an hour.
After Luo Yunyan emerged from seclusion, she achieved a state of mental fulfillment and made another breakthrough, reaching an even higher level.
...
The back mountain, the cliffside.
The mist flows like layers of water curtains.
A girl dressed in a pale yellow dress sat on the edge of the cliff, swinging her small, white feet, which made a series of clear bell sounds that echoed in the mountain mist.
Tap, tap tap...
Qin Shou approached slowly with light steps.
He looked at the small yellow flower tucked in the girl's hair, then at the cloud floating on her shoulder that kept changing its shape like the four mythical beasts, and nodded with satisfaction.
Sword intent takes form!
"It seems you've grasped two kinds of sword intent."
Qin Shou laughed.
"Reporting to Master, this disciple has comprehended the Eternal Calamity Sword Intent and the Four Symbols Divine Sword Intent."
Luo Yunyan supported herself with her hands and tilted her head back slightly as she replied, "I once stumbled into an ancient battlefield and saw an image of four divine beasts fighting a celestial Buddha in an ancient era of unknown time. As a result, I comprehended the four beast sword intents. Later, I integrated them and created this new sword intent, which I named the Four Symbols Divine Sword Intent."
With a single sword strike, the four symbols appear, capable of suppressing all the energy flowing within the void in all directions.
"That sounds impressive."
Qin Shou took off his shoes and socks and sat on the edge of the cliff, gathering the mist from the mountain stream to wash his little feet as they swayed back and forth.
Then he spoke:
"Among my disciples, excluding Yi Cheng, your talent is actually not much worse than your fourth senior brother's."
Xiao Xuan is the chosen one of this world, the kind of person who gets lucky even when he's just walking down the street.
Qin Shou compared Luo Yunyan to her, genuinely believing that this little girl had remarkable talent in cultivation. Of course, this was also related to her exceptionally pure and unwavering heart in cultivating.
Moreover, Qin Shou saw in her a purity and stubbornness that even Xiao Xuan could hardly match.
"Fourth Senior Brother?"
Luo Yunyan chuckled softly.
She had met her fourth senior brother. When she first came to the mountain as a child, she knew that it was her fourth senior brother who helped her find all the enemies who killed her mother and the Luoshui Sect. It was also her fourth senior brother and second senior sister who avenged the Luoshui Sect.
Moreover, she encountered many life-threatening dangers at the foot of the mountain, and was rescued by her fourth senior brother several times, either directly or indirectly.
In her eyes, her fourth senior brother was a man of unparalleled elegance and talent.
He is also someone destined to stand at the pinnacle of this world in the future.
Why did Master say that Senior Sister Yi Cheng doesn't count...?
"Master, where is Senior Sister Yicheng? I didn't see her when I returned to the mountain this time?"
Luo Yunyan tilted her delicate little head and asked.
"She ran down the mountain."
Qin Shou briefly explained the cause and effect to Luo Yunyan.
Over the past few years, Qin Shou had been keeping an eye on Yi Cheng. Once, when he learned that she was out of pills, he made a special trip down the mountain, disguised himself as an old man, pretended to fall down, and was helped up by Yi Cheng. Then, to express his gratitude, he gave her a lot of pills to eat.
He goes there every year, and every time he turns into an old man who falls down. And that fool always happily recites that his senior sister said good people are rewarded, and it really is true. He doesn't even have a hint of doubt, which makes Qin Shou speechless.
How could the student I taught be so stupid...?
Over time, once Yi Cheng finished eating the candy beans, she would walk along the roadside, her little eyes wide open, carefully observing whether any old men had fallen. Sometimes she would even rummage through the low grass... all the while chanting, "Master, please bless me! Senior Sister, please bless me! Please, please ...
"Hehe, Third Senior Sister. A pure heart, a pure Daoist spirit."
Luo Yunyan covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
She rarely smiled.
Half a lifetime of misty rain.
Perhaps, it's only when I'm on this mountain, or when I think of the people on this mountain, that I unconsciously smile like this.
As they were laughing, the mountain wind seemed to suddenly stop again.
The master and disciple remained silent, each lost in their own thoughts.
A breeze wafted between the hems of their clothes.
After a long while, Luo Yunyan asked softly.
"Master, will Senior Sister... come back?"
yes.
she.
Yes, it will.
Will you come back...?
"...have no idea. "
Qin Shou shook his head.
The mountain wind rose and fell, fell and rose again, over and over, just like the mood of the master and disciple at that moment. It was a fine day with clear skies and gentle breezes, but for some reason, their mood suddenly became heavy, as if they had melted into the clouds beneath their feet, causing the light clouds to sink rapidly as if dragged by a thousand pounds.
The cliffside was instantly clear.
"Master, one day I will cleave this world in two, and settle scores one by one..."
Luo Yunyan murmured, gazing at the clouds in the sky, as if she were telling a story, or perhaps talking to herself.
Qin Shou didn't reply, but simply wiggled his toes gently, gathering the mountain mist to wash his feet again.
"Yunyan, come quick! I've mastered the Luoshen Sword Dance you gave me. I'll show you!"
In the distance, amidst a sea of flowers, a magnificent sword dance unfolds, with countless colorful petals fluttering in the air—a truly breathtaking sight.
"They're here."
Luo Yunyan responded, then stood up and bowed to Qin Shou, "Master, I'm going."
"Go."
The Qin beast nodded.
......
Luo Yunyan stayed on the mountain for ten years, and Qin Shou passed on all the sword techniques he could to her.
Then she packed her bags and went down the mountain again.
A peerless sword can only be forged in the flames of war to reveal its sharpness.
And this mortal world is the greatest furnace.
Luo Yunyan said, "When I return next time, I will surely become a sword immortal."
Qin Shou said, "There's no need for that. Becoming a sword immortal is inevitable for you; it just takes time. So, just come back and visit often when you have time."
That day, the sun shone brightly, and the mountains and rivers seemed to bid farewell.
She wore a pale yellow dress, had her hair tied in a high ponytail, carried a sword case as tall as herself on her back, and was accompanied by a small yellow dog...
"Woof woof~~"
The crowd saw them off from the hilltop.
The little yellow dog looked back every few steps, barking reluctantly.
It's true that the food on the mountain is too good. Over the past few years, it has been fed so much by Little Fatty and Black Rabbit that it has become several times fatter, covered in "bulky meat," and looks quite imposing. But it just can't beat that fat orange cat.
Damn it, I'll definitely get my revenge next time.
"Woof woof!"
"Meow~"
A large orange cat rushed out.
"Woof woof woof~~"
The little mongrel was so frightened that its fur stood on end. One second it was reluctant to leave the food on the mountaintop, but the next second it rushed down the mountain without any hesitation.
Goodbye, doggy!
Little Fatty and Black Rabbit waved their little hands.
"Yunyan, be careful out there, and remember to come back often!"
Da Mei waved goodbye with reluctance.
People come and go in a hurry on the mountain. They just leave. If only they could come back forever.
......
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