Chapter 35: Everyone Has Their Own Thoughts
It started snowing on the night I gave the sword to Long Qi. It started with a few snowflakes, but unexpectedly it snowed heavily in the middle of the night. After five days, there was no sign of stopping.
"It's probably a bit early to close the mountain this year." Lingxiang blew on the hot tea in her hand and sighed as she looked at the heavy snow outside the corridor.
This is the Qiuyun Peak, the residence of Master Fuyin. The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, hence the name.
Lingxiang is currently drinking tea in a suspended pavilion on the Prison Cloud Peak. The front and back corridors are close to the cliff. There is a door between the corridors and people come in and out from time to time. It turns out to be the residence of his disciples.
Speaking of the residence of the Yuanqing Sect's elder in charge of punishment, it is truly a masterpiece of ingenuity - the top of the Prisoner Cloud Peak is hollow and built into a courtyard, and all the houses are built around this courtyard, connecting the inside and the outside.
It was as if the top of the Prisoner Cloud Peak was deliberately cut off and a house was built in it.
There is a hot spring in the hollow of the peak all year round, which made Lingxiang wonder if Master Fuyin was using some kind of magic to cause it.
At this time, Master Fuyin was playing chess with Elder Chengxin. After a move was made, he heard Lingxiang say this and laughed and scolded her, "You devilish girl, when you didn't leave the mountains in the past, you would come to my place every year to escape the cold. Whenever you come, it will snow, more accurately than the robin."
Upon hearing this, Master Chengxin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"That's right. Fortunately, I have Lingxiang. Otherwise, Han Yang would have been troubled for a while with the purchase of this sect."
"Third Senior Brother, you are already two or three hundred years old. Why are you still following Sixth Senior Brother to make fun of a girl like me who is only ten years old? Aren't you ashamed?" Lingxiang said as she took a sip of the hot tea in her hand - the tea brewed from the mountain spring of Qiuyun Peak is really good, but it's a pity that it is far away from her Qingwei Peak. If she could be led there to bathe every day, maybe it would help her improve her cultivation.
"Brother Chengxin has indeed been practicing for 270 years, but I don't agree with you that you are a girl. You have schemed against everyone in our family." Zhenren Donghui, who was standing aside, held the "Xuantian Fragments" in one hand and a teacup in the other, staring at the book intently, as if he had not said those words just now.
"So, it seems I haven't gotten any advantage from you, Fourth Senior Brother." Lingxiang said, but turned to look at Master Chengxin, "You and Third Senior Brother live next door to each other, and you're in charge of Langhuan Pavilion. Why don't you let me go and observe someday? It would be better than being bored all day."
True Man Chengxin was startled by being stared at and actually made a wrong move. True Man Fuyin smiled faintly and said nothing, while True Man Donghui was indifferent, as if Lingxiang was not plotting against him.
"There is not a single book in my Langhuan Pavilion that you haven't read. Why are you calculating so much? You sound so righteous, but I'm afraid you just want to find a backdoor for your disciple. Or maybe Senior Brother Chengxin has some magic weapon that you've taken a fancy to, and you want to take it away." Master Donghui took a sip of tea, still pondering the fragment in his hand.
Hearing this, Chengxin Zhenren felt a pang of pain in his heart. His spiritual incense cultivation had been hindered and he had made little progress, but his ability to see things had reached the pinnacle. Just like the Qiankun bag she was wearing, which had been given to her by her master, this little girl had taken a fancy to it and insisted on taking it away.
Anything in the sect that Lingxiang likes will eventually end up in her hands. Her skills in coaxing and persuading are unprecedented and astonishing, so much so that if anyone else's thing catches her eye later, she will reluctantly give it to them.
I had completely forgotten about this matter during the past few years since leaving the mountain. Could it be that she knew about the Wind-Fixing Pearl I obtained a few days ago? That's a top-grade spiritual treasure, extremely rare!
Perhaps seeing through Master Chengxin's thoughts, Lingxiang smiled at him slightly, very subtly.
"How could I let my senior brothers give it up?" Lingxiang shook the silver bell on the Qiankun bag and smiled while holding the teacup. "I'm just borrowing it to play with for ten or twenty years. I'll naturally return it when I've had enough fun, right?" As she spoke, she deliberately knocked on the Qiankun bag at her waist.
"Besides, I just wanted to ask Fourth Senior Brother for a favor and pick out a few books to borrow. It just so happens that Third Senior Brother also has two very interesting books. Since we're neighbors and we're all gathered today, I might as well ask for them all. This way, I won't have to trouble Senior Brother Fu Yin to guide me on my sword ride later."
As she said this, Lingxiang reached out to catch the falling snow outside the pavilion, with a sad expression on her face.
"Junior Sister, I am so considerate, but you, Fourth Senior Brother, described me like that. It really makes me feel sad."
However, Master Donghui didn't buy Lingxiang's trick. He put down the cup in his hand and looked up at Lingxiang.
"You've done this for your apprentice. I'm afraid the relationship is more than just superficial."
Master Donghui's sudden words made Lingxiang silent for a long time.
It was Han Yi's day when Long Qi was sent to Yuan Qing. Ling Xiang took the dragon-patterned jade and secretly set up a spirit-summoning formation. She learned that the extermination of the Long family was actually related to the life-extending elixir.
However, this life-extending elixir was created by her mother, and only her mother could refine it.
As far as Lingxiang knows, when her mother traveled to the human world, she gave the life-extending elixir to three families for safekeeping. Not long after, the three families were all destroyed by villains, and the elixir disappeared.
Long Qi was one of those heirs, and was lucky enough to escape the disaster thanks to the protection of his elder brother.
The snow water melted Lingxiang's hand, but she was still unaware and remained in the same posture.
"If all this is caused by my mother, should I be the one to put an end to it?"
Chengxin and Fuyin both lowered their heads and remained silent. Donghui sighed when he heard this.
"Although your mother's actions were kind, they nearly led to the annihilation of Yuan Qing's entire family, and the people of the mortal world were also implicated. But none of this has anything to do with you. Why force these things on yourself and add to your troubles..."
"I just want to make some compensation..." Lingxiang clenched her hand and withdrew it, looking at the snow water dripping from her fingers, and said in a low voice, "Even if it is in vain, it is still much more reassuring than knowing the truth but turning a blind eye..."
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Ever since Lingxiang gave Long Qi the sword, he has been in a depressed mood. Liu Xia and Zhao Wuyang are very worried, but there is nothing they can do.
Without having experienced someone else's suffering, one cannot understand their pain. Given their family backgrounds and experiences, they didn't know how to offer comfort. However, heavy snow had fallen on them, preventing them from telling Lingxiang.
Seeing him sitting on the bed with a sword in his arms day after day, depressed, the two of them were extremely anxious.
"The dead are gone, and the living are like this. Although this statement is old-fashioned and powerless, it is the truth." Xinyi suddenly turned her back to Long Qi and sat down beside his bed to persuade him.
Long Qi raised his head, which had been buried between his legs for a long time, with a dazed look in his eyes.
"Looking at your current state, let alone your family in the netherworld, Miss Lingxiang shouldn't be working so hard for you."
Hearing this, a light seemed to flash in Long Qi's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. It was a long time before he spoke.
"The wicked villains slaughtered my entire family. This vengeance is etched in my heart and will never be forgotten. I have been wandering the streets since I was a child, but I have never stopped exploring and moving forward. To avenge this, I have lived a miserable life, competing with dogs for food and fighting with people for seats. Even if I am knocked down, I will get up again and never let my guard down."
Tears fell from the corners of Long Qi's eyes and dripped onto the sword in his arms. Qixing Longyuan seemed to feel the sorrow in his heart and hummed softly with a "ding" sound.
"However, that day I discovered that although I hadn't forgotten my quest for revenge all these years, I had even forgotten what my family members looked like. No matter how hard I tried to recall them, their faces were blurry."
Zhao Wuyang burst into tears after hearing this, Liu Xia didn't know what to say, but Xinyi looked calm.
"My family suffered misfortune since childhood, and even experienced massacres. Yet, I still harbor concerns. If not, I would have long since given up. I won't persuade you to let go of your hatred, just as I can't let go myself. But time will always move on. Now that you are unable to extricate yourself from the past, why not seek new ideas and hope for the future?"
Hearing this, all the memories of the past with Lingxiang suddenly rushed into Long Qi's mind, and her smile, anger, and joy kept flashing before his eyes.
If it were her...
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