Chapter 226: There is no man in your heart, you can only draw your sword
In the courtyard, Liu Ningyan and Zhang Qianyang looked at each other. They seemed to ignore everything around them, with only each other in their eyes.
They loved each other deeply, but because of a momentary anger, they were separated for more than 20 years. Now they suddenly meet again, and the accumulated longing erupts like a volcano. No Taoist secrets or meditation are of any use.
Zhang Qianyang gazed deeply at his former Taoist partner. She was still so beautiful.
In fact, they were only one step away from getting married. If nothing unexpected had happened, their child would probably have grown up by now.
He suddenly felt a little inferior.
Ningyan is still as beautiful as ever, but I have grown old and am plagued by old injuries. I am no longer as vigorous as I used to be.
Would she still like herself now, with her unshaven beard and barely surviving self?
Thinking of this, Zhang Qianyang looked away, his expression slightly gloomy.
However, what he didn't expect was that Liu Ningyan, who had been very proud and would never bow her head no matter what, had tears in her eyes, walked up to him and held his hand tightly.
"Feng Jiao, I was wrong back then."
"If I could have stayed with you and taken care of you all the time, maybe you wouldn't be so haggard now."
Her eyes were full of heartache.
Zhang Qianyang suddenly felt his heart melt. He hugged the sister he had been thinking about day and night into his arms, stroked her long hair, and said with a trembling mouth: "I was also wrong back then. I was too impulsive. I--"
Liu Ningyan stretched out her hand to cover his mouth and said, "Let the past be the past."
"Ning Yan..."
"Feng Jiao..."
The two called each other's names softly.
While Li Daoxuan got goosebumps all over his body, he also discovered one thing: when someone called his master's Taoist name, no matter who it was, he would get furious, even Li Daoxuan and Wu Dabao were no exception.
Only when Master's Aunt called out Feng Jiao did he not get angry at all.
At this time, Wu Dabao coughed and stepped forward to interrupt: "Senior Sister Liu, it's been a long time--"
A gaze as cold as a sword looked over at him, piercing his skin painfully.
Liu Ningyan looked at him and said calmly, "Get lost."
Wu Dabao cried to Zhang Qianyang with great grievance, saying, "Brother, look at my sister, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and as soon as we met, she told me to get out!"
Zhang Qianyang smiled slightly, took out the Taiyi Leimu Sword in a friendly and amiable manner, and said, "Dabao, how are you talking to your senior sister?"
Wu Dabao was struck by lightning!
It's this familiar feeling and familiar taste again...
He said angrily, "Brother, didn't you say that you have understood the love between men and women?"
Zhang Qianyang scratched his ears and said, "Really? I don't remember that. I guess you heard it wrong."
Wu Dabao's eyes were full of shock. He pointed at Zhang Qianyang and was about to say something when he saw Liu Ningyan's hand already on the hilt of the sword.
In an instant, the terrifying memory from his childhood made him tremble in his heart. He quickly lowered his head and said, "Okay, get out of here right now!"
The three of them grew up together. The senior sister was like the eldest sister and "educated" him a lot when they were young.
…
Outside the courtyard.
Wu Wei came back from outside dejected. He searched for another whole day but still found no trace of his senior brother.
Suddenly, he saw a figure lying in the corner, seemingly eavesdropping.
"Who?"
He shouted, but saw the man turned around and gestured to him to keep quiet.
Wu Wei's eyes showed joy, and he said excitedly: "Senior Brother——"
"Shh!"
Li Daoxuan hurriedly sent him a message: "Brother, stop shouting, come and listen!"
What to listen to?
Wu Wei was a little puzzled. At this time, his master Wu Dabao walked out of the yard, his face full of dark lines, looking lonely and desolate, as if he had suffered a great blow.
“Master——”
Wu Dabao ignored him and walked away.
Li Daoxuan pulled Wu Wei to eavesdrop together. In order to avoid being discovered, he even used the Five Elements Escape Technique to conceal his breath.
After listening to a few words, Wu Wei's face turned red, but his eyes were shining.
What a corny love talk! Did Uncle Zhang really say that?
Uncle Master, it turns out you are such a person!
Suddenly, he realized something was wrong. The other voice inside was very familiar. It seemed to be... Master Fuxue?
If Master-sister is here, doesn’t that mean… Junior Sister Taiwei is here too?
Wu Wei was so excited.
At this moment, he suddenly saw his senior brother raise his head and whispered, "Junior sister, don't sleep, come and watch the show!"
On the locust tree, Liu Bihen was wearing a white robe, a bamboo hat, and holding a long sword. Her jet-black hair was casually tied with a green rope. She looked particularly chic, like a female swordsman wandering the world.
She seemed to be dozing off. When she heard these words, she opened her eyes, and a hint of helplessness appeared in her clear eyes.
"Brother, why are you so interested in this kind of thing?"
She pulled up her hat to cover her heroic eyes and eyebrows, leaving only her high nose bridge and thin red lips exposed.
Li Daoxuan doesn't believe in evil, so she isn't curious at all?
He stretched out his hand and waved.
The next moment, the Lilong Sword in Liu Bihen's arms trembled violently and took her down from the tree.
"Junior sister, be careful!"
Wu Wei no longer had time to be surprised as to why his senior brother could control his junior sister's Lilong Sword. He stretched out his hand, trying to catch the falling junior sister and seize this perfect opportunity to be a hero and save the beauty.
But Liu Bihen was not at all flustered. Her slender and graceful body spun in the air, her toes pointing in the air like a flying swallow wagging its tail or a jade horse stepping on the river. Her slender waist burst out with amazing strength, and she moved across the air and landed lightly. Her movements were very chic and handsome.
He avoided Wu Wei's arms and stood beside Li Daoxuan.
She glared at Li Daoxuan unhappily and said, "Senior Brother!"
Although there was a hint of resentment, he was not really angry. It was like facing a joke made by a good friend, with a hint of closeness in the helplessness.
Wu Weiru was struck by lightning.
Where is my Junior Sister Taiwei, who is so cold and arrogant as her sword energy is so intimidating?
In his memory, Junior Sister Taiwei was rude to everyone. Although she was polite to him because they were from the same school, she would just nod to him when they met normally.
Junior Sister Taiwei has a heart of ice and a sword in her bones. Her aura of keeping strangers away makes the young disciples of Longhu Mountain love and fear her at the same time. She is like a lotus flower grown on a cliff of ice. People can only watch her from afar and dare not blaspheme her.
However, today, Junior Sister Taiwei showed unprecedented closeness to Senior Brother.
They were like very familiar friends who could joke with each other at will, and even when standing together , they were very close.
Thinking back to the scene of Senior Brother controlling the Lilong Sword just now , it was as if Senior Brother was the male master to Lilong, and facing her own life-defining magic sword being controlled, Junior Sister did not feel the slightest bit of discomfort...
Wu Wei seemed to hear the sound of his own heart breaking.
At this moment, he knew that his fourteenth secret love was over...
"Junior brother? Why do you look so bad?"
Li Daoxuan found that Wu Wei's face was full of black lines and he looked dejected, just like his uncle Wu Dabao just now.
"Brother, don't worry about me. I want to be alone."
Wu Wei left here and walked in the direction where his master left. Under the setting sun, the backs of the master and the apprentice stretched out very long...
…
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled.
He actually knew that what his junior brother called liking was actually a kind of admiration, just like his yearning for a beautiful figure when he was in school in his previous life.
If the junior sister is also interested, Li Daoxuan would not mind bringing them together, but the problem is that the junior sister is by no means an ordinary woman. She has a keen eye for swordsmanship and is determined to attain the supreme sword path. She is cultivating the path of a sword immortal.
It is difficult for this type of people to fall in love, and even if they do, they can cut off the emotional ties at any time.
In other words, only when there is no man in your heart can you draw your sword like a god.
If Junior Brother Wu Wei gets deeper and deeper into trouble, he will be the only one who gets hurt in the end.
Just then, a voice sounded in the yard. It was Liu Ningyan's voice.
"Feng Jiao, I want to hear you say that again."
"What?"
"That's... the love words you asked Daoxuan to say for you..."
Liu Ningyan's voice was a little shy, but also full of anticipation.
She wanted to hear her lover say those touching words of love in person.
Zhang Qianyang's voice was very puzzled.
"What exactly is that love talk, Ningyan, can you give me a hint?"
"That's... ten thousand years..."
"Ten thousand years? Wouldn't that mean he would be dead without even a bone left? Hahaha, anyone who believes in such talk is really stupid—"
Then, the atmosphere in the yard suddenly dropped to freezing point. Screams were heard one after another. A few strands of Zhang Qianyang's beard floated out, but before they escaped from the door, they were chopped into pieces by the sword energy.
…
Li Daoxuan felt cold all over when he heard his master's screams. He raised his finger and prepared to use the earth escape technique to escape.
It’s over, the secret is exposed!
Just as he was about to flee, a slender white hand grabbed his wrist.
There was a hint of ridicule in Liu Bihen's cold eyes.
"Brother, I'm suddenly interested in eavesdropping again. Don't leave. Stay with me and continue listening."
Li Daoxuan smiled bitterly and said, "Junior sister, stop making trouble, or someone will die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was kicked open with a bang. Zhang Qianyang, with a bruised face and nose, was holding the Taiyi Leimu Sword. His already sparse beard became even thinner. His old face was flushed and he stared at Li Daoxuan angrily.
"Evil disciple, where are you going!"
In the setting sun, the dust was flying and the place was in chaos.
In the distance, Master Wu Dabao and his apprentice were sitting on a hill, watching this scene. They looked at each other and revealed a hint of satisfaction.
"Good fight, great fun!"
"Neither of these master and disciple are good people!"
The two men applauded and cheered loudly, but after watching for a while, Wu Dabao suddenly felt something was wrong. After a while, he finally figured it out.
Looking at the kicked-down door, the broken walls, and the flying wooden stakes, he felt heartbroken.
That's my home!!!
…
At night, a group of masters from Mount Longhu sat together in the house, and the atmosphere was somewhat solemn.
They were listening to Li Daoxuan describing his experiences in the underworld.
When they heard that the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld had completely become the "kitchen" of the ghost officials, they were all filled with indignation and secretly furious.
Red Tiger, Mount Dushuo, Styx, Momo...
After hearing what happened to Li Daoxuan, they couldn't calm down for a long time.
There are so many mysteries hidden in this. What kind of monster is hidden under the Styx? Why did the sacred tree in Mount Dushuo die? Why did the statue next to the Gate of Hell turn its head?
There is also the ghost king with empty stomach sleeping in Yinshan Mountain, and Momo who cannot leave the underworld...
