Chapter 263 Witness all my glorious moments
Shi Zelan had no idea of Wanyu's pity for her, and she was deeply trapped in a nightmare that night.
She was trapped in an ancient battlefield, with weapons and horses, and soldiers forming a battle array to resist foreign enemies.
When Shi Zelan saw the bayonet coming towards her, she hurriedly wanted to run over to block it, but in the end she only saw a shadow.
When it was daybreak, Shi Zelan woke up, covered in sweat.
Shi Xiaoliu stayed by her side and asked worriedly, "Sister Lan, what problem did you encounter?"
"I went to an ancient battlefield in my dream."
After she thought about it carefully, she immediately realized that what she dreamed about was not the ancient war in the mortal world.
She stared at Shi Xiaoliu: "Xiaoliu, I dreamed of a great war between gods and demons. That war was so tragic and brutal."
After she finished speaking, she took out a square table, as well as pen, ink, paper and inkstone to start recording.
Shi Xiaoliu looked at her records and felt more and more disappointed.
After Shi Zelan finished recording, she let out a long sigh and turned to see Shi Xiaoliu with a pale face.
She took a deep breath: "Xiao Liu, what's wrong with you?"
Shi Xiaoliu trembled and held Shi Zelan's arm: "Is this all a dream?"
Shi Zelan nodded affirmatively: "Isn't it too real? When I woke up, I still remembered that feeling of helplessness."
Shi Xiaoliu wrinkled his face and nodded: "Yes, we must practice well."
Shi Zelan looked at the residences of Master Decheng and Master Shanzheng, and whispered to Shi Xiaoliu, "Tell me, did Master and Uncle feel any gratitude?"
Shi Xiaoliu had a mixed expression of sadness and joy on his face, and said to Shi Zelan: "Sister Lan, listen to me, no matter what time it is, you must protect yourself first."
Shi Zelan nodded: "Xiao Liu, I have never been a selfless person."
Shi Xiaoliu looked at her and said, "Remember what you said."
Shi Zelan looked at him and smiled: "You, why are you worrying so much? If something like this really happens, it won't be our turn to go to the front line."
Shi Xiaoliu just smiled bitterly, and then he said to Shi Zelan: "Let's practice sword fighting."
Shi Zelan jumped off the roof and had such a dream. She wanted to relieve her depressed mood by practicing sword.
The sword flashed, Shi Xiaoliu did not give in to Shi Zelan, and pressed Shi Zelan to attack and defend step by step.
After an incense stick of time, Shi Zelan panted and said to Shi Xiaoliu: "Xiaoliu, I can't do it anymore. I need to rest for a while."
"Okay, we will practice sword fighting every day from now on."
Shi Zelan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, when we fight, don't let me win just like today."
"I won't let you. If I let you now, it would be like harming your future self."
"Xiao Liu, I just had a dream. When I wake up, nothing will happen anymore."
"I understand, but this dream reminds us that we cannot relax even for a moment when it comes to cultivation."
In the afternoon, Shi Zelan originally wanted to go back to her room to meditate and practice, but Shi Xiaoliu suggested: "Let's meditate and practice under the eaves."
The sky was vast. Shi Zelan sat on the roof and meditated. Shi Xiaoliu stood by, paying close attention to her situation.
It was dusk and the wind was blowing harder. Shi Zelan opened her eyes, and they were bright and shining.
Shi Xiaoliu felt secretly relieved. When Shi Zelan wanted to go back to her room late at night, he stopped her again.
"Sister Lan, you said you didn't dream about the ending of your dream last night. You should continue to meditate on the roof tonight."
Shi Zelan thought about it and agreed with Shi Xiaoliu's wishes.
That night, Shi Zelan did not have any more dreams, but spent a peaceful night. ,
During the day, she and Shi Xiaoliu practiced sword fighting, and they practiced until they were out of breath, so Shi Xiaoliu stopped to rest for a while.
In the afternoon, Shi Zelan returned to her room to meditate and practice. When it was almost past 3 p.m., she opened the door and saw Shi Xiaoliu standing outside.
She softened her heart all of a sudden: "Xiao Liu, I'm fine."
"I know."
Shi Xiaoliu responded very readily, but Shi Zelan knew that he was still worried about himself.
At night, Shi Zelan took the initiative to say to Shi Xiaoliu: "I will meditate on the roof tonight, you just go into the room and meditate and practice."
Shi Zelan's eyes made Shi Xiaoliu fly off the roof, and he went into his own room.
Shi Zelan suddenly felt like playing the flute. The sound of the flute was melodious and graceful, and her mood also became more cheerful.
The winter moon is very far away from the earth.
Under the moon, Shi Zelan was in the mood to practice swordplay. She thought of the days when Master Pingyang took care of her.
The sword light is as gentle as water, but the sword intent seems incomparably tenacious.
Under the moonlight, the girl's face looked serene, as if she was playing the most beautiful music in the world.
Shi Xiaoliu walked out of the room and originally wanted to fly to the roof, but was forced to stay where he was by Shi Zelan's sword intent.
Shi Zelan put away her sword and saw Shi Xiaoliu standing below. She said to Shi Xiaoliu with a happy face: "Xiaoliu, my sword just got the sword spirit."
"I saw it."
Shi Xiaoliu smiled at Shi Zelan, tears flashing in his eyes: "Sister Lan, the sword intent you just used forced me to stop going up to the roof."
"Xiao Liu, I still want to practice sword."
"Practice, you won't be able to scare anyone a hundred miles away."
Shi Zelan smiled: "I'm not a sword master, I don't have that much power."
Shi Zelan recalled the feeling of swinging the sword just now. She practiced swordplay according to her heart, and she could feel that she could no longer hear her own breathing.
Her world was filled with only the sword before her and the sword lights that flashed faster and faster.
Shi Xiaoliu stood in the open space below. After watching with great interest, he also drew his sword and started practicing.
In the middle of the night, Shi Zelan put away her sword, and a very serious expression appeared on her face.
She said to Shi Xiaoliu, "Brother Xiaoliu, I have practiced sword fighting for so many years, but this time I felt the most satisfied."
"Then remember the feeling this time, and practice sword skills like this in the future."
Shi Xiaoliu flew to the roof and looked at Shi Zelan proudly: "Sister Lan, you are very powerful now."
"puff.
Xiaoliu, we are family, there is no need to say those false words. ”
"Truth be told, I'm proud of you."
"Xiao Liu, I am also proud of myself. I am proud that I have never given up on myself."
"Sister Lan, when you become a Divine Transformation Elder one day, will you still remember what we talked about when we were sitting on the roof?"
Shi Zelan thought about it very carefully, and said to Shi Xiaoliu with a smile: "After the foundation is successfully built, I should remember what we said now.
But by the time we reach the Spiritual Transformation Stage, you and I should have too much glory.
At that time, when you ask me, I will think carefully about what we did and said today. ”
"Yes, you are right. We must have had a more glorious time and more happy memories of our time together."
Shi Zelan looked at Shi Xiaoliu and smiled: "Xiaoliu, I hope you can witness all my glorious moments in the future."
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