Sealing Sword Chapter 160: Changsheng
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What Zhao Bingmo said to Duan Qing, Chu Xiwei didn't know.
She just stepped forward and moved to Duanqing’s ears, gently speaking with a low low pressure, with Chu Xiwei’s ears, she couldn’t hear a word, only after Zhao Bingmo pulled back and saw Duanqing for a moment A cold face.
Since I met, Duan Qing has always been a person of joy and anger. He is so calm and self-contained that he hardly looks like a living person. Even if the spring ice bursts and occasionally shed a ray of soft light recently, it is still so cold that people walk on thin ice until At this moment, he opened his eyes, and suddenly he unsheathed like a hidden front, so sharp that Chu Xi almost couldn't help drawing his sword.
"That's all I know... How to check the rest, you should know better than me." Zhao Bingmo stepped back and wiped the blood spilling from the corners of her lips again with her fingers, "I want You promised that you committed suicide in Helianyu, and you must not fake it...Only you can kill him."
When she spoke, she looked straight and clear, not letting the slightest change in that person's expression, and her palm quietly fell on the hilt of the knife. Chu Xiwei had no doubt that if she was hesitating, Zhao Bingmo would be desperate. To be shot.
Chu Xi narrowed her eyebrows, and her hand holding the Jinghong Sword tightened. Fortunately, as soon as Zhao Bingmo's voice fell, the white-haired Daoist nodded and said: "Okay."
After he said the word, Zhao Bingmo was relieved, and the string that was stretched to the extreme finally slackened and barely stood firm. Fortunately, Duan Qing helped him.
Zhao Bingmo stood still and smiled: "Since you all agreed, I won't ask for anything else. Let's find the ghost doctor."
Duan Qing suddenly said: "Subordinates, enemies, Qianchen...You have no omissions about these, but why do you refuse to give him a word?"
Chu Xiwei was startled for a moment, and then thought of who Duan Qing was talking about, and immediately looked at Zhao Bingmo.
"I have nothing to say to him..." Zhao Bingmo was silent for a moment, "Ji Qingyan taught him well, and now he is better than the thousands of appearances I have thought, what else can I give He? It's just that, it would be wrong to say more."
Chu Xiwei shook her head, and persuaded: "Senior, Xuan Su has a smart mind. I am afraid he has already considered the changes in his mind. Even if you don't say it, he still believes it. Why should I delay an answer and regret it? Finally?"
"Master Chu, you have never been a parent, so naturally you don't know what'cautious' is." Zhao Bingmo said softly, "He was by my side back then, and I didn't have the ability to protect him, which made him disfigured and hurt his mind. If it were not for Ji Qingyan, maybe he would have died early, and he would not even know where to cover his bones, let alone reborn and re-behave."
Duanqing said: "He won't blame you, it's you who refuse to let go."
"My heart is so small, I put him on the tip of my heart, and there is nothing else to put next to him." Zhao Bingmo shook his head, "Besides, Ji Qingyan is so kind to him. But regardless of right or wrong, I seriously injured him thirteen years ago, causing the cold toxin to penetrate into the bones and destroy the wounded body, leading to serious illness and early death...Even if it was because of Helianyu’s calculations, it was my personal fault. , There is no excuse, and can not be forgotten, if you let him know, how should he deal with it?"
Chu Xiwei asked: "Thirty years ago, you told the people of Bai Dao, is it really the end of the road?"
"I used to think so, but later I learned...I wronged him." Zhao Bingmo sighed. The sigh of an arrogant person like her is a sign of weakness. It is rare to sigh like this, "I have long been I should understand, how could a person like Ji Qingyan stabbing someone in the back? Unfortunately, it was not until five years ago that I knew that it was He Lianyu who exposed my identity. He first left a knowledge on the battlefield of Sijue Valley. My identity is alive, and I sent a secret pile of anonymous letters to the heads, just to drive me back to Mizongling and let him act as a good person for profit. It was me...I was wronged by love, wrongly believed and mistrusted."
Duan Qing stared at her for a moment, and suddenly said: "Senior brother Xuan Su had already told me about Xuan Su's life experience. He has no resentment on his face, so I don't want to be angry."
Zhao Bing's eyebrows moved slightly: "Dao Chang is kind and hearted, I can't help him."
Duan Qing shook his head: "Xuan Su Lai Family follows his senior brother's surname Ji and his name is Yun Shu. Do you know what it means?"
Zhao Bingmo was startled.
People in the world are changing rapidly, with grievances, grievances, and grievances. Since it is difficult to determine right and wrong, and it is difficult to find the world to follow, then as long as the world is not ashamed of the heart, what is the relationship between others?
Being in the world and standing in peace, you must be exposed to the torrent of red dust, but it is your own spine and a liver.
Besides, the prosperous three thousand flowers are not blooming, and they are not as scattered as clouds.
"The enmity between the brother and you, in his opinion, is just an external matter, regardless of the heart, no way to anger, and naturally has nothing to do with kindness and kindness." After a pause, he cleared, "So, you do it. How many wicked obstacles, how many worries and calculations, are also your own business, and you cannot make decisions for Xuansu in the name of this. After all, he is no longer a foolish, but the next head of the Supreme Palace. Sword inquiries, people discuss matters, if you don’t have the courage to connect to the truth, how can you continue to hold on to your career in the future?"
Dao Chang usually doesn't talk so much.
Chu Xi moved her heart, holding her breath and gathering her internal strength in her ears. Suddenly she heard an inaudible noise. It seemed that someone clenched his fist, and the knuckles made a soft noise.
He understood immediately, without exposing it, and said to help: "Senior, the hardest thing in this world to recover is to miss. Some people miss the opportunity to see each other afterwards, and some miss the opportunity to speak, you Even if he made up his mind to bury the loess with these words, Xuan Su stood at a young age, but he would regret it for life."
Zhao Bingmo’s eyes are undulating, her biting lips have oozes bleeding, one hand covers her heart, and the other clenches into a fist. It took a long while to loosen it, as if she had lost all strength, and smiled bitterly: "Unfortunately, I There is no chance."
The sword passed by, if it hadn't been for Longevity Gu to hold on to his heart, Zhao Bingmo would have been dead on the spot, and now he used his internal force to boost his true energy, he could not fail in words and deeds. It was like dead wood on fire, burning the last shell.
She thought she could be strong enough, just like countless days and nights in the past, even in the face of ambushes and undercurrents, she could sneer at the blade and sing and dance.
Until now, Fang understands the pain of invincibility.
Duan Qing stepped aside suddenly.
Behind him is the mountain forest trail leading to Wuxiang Temple, with verdant vegetation and lingering shadows. Zhao Bingmo was already badly injured and lost his ears and eyes, but the visitors were cautious and deliberately kept breathing to the lightest level. Only the hoarse voice rang in a low voice——
"...Mother."
Zhao Bingmo raised her head suddenly, she watched Xuan Su walk out from behind the tree in disbelief, her pale face was suddenly stained with blood, her lips moved, and she couldn't say a word.
When did he come back and how much did he hear? Zhao Bingmo didn't know.
Xuan Su approached step by step, she watched little by little.
At the last glance, what I saw was a little bit who had just passed the knee bend, his face was sick, a little dumbfounded, every time she was called by her name, she had to react for a while before stumbled over and hugged Her calves raised her head timidly;
By now, he is seven feet long, heroic and upright, and gentle and elegant like the teacher Ji Qingyan, but her shadow is faintly visible between his eyebrows, and when he smiles, he is like a blooming flower, quiet and eternal, as if he smiled and murmured. Monk, transparent and intelligent, but not a little foolish.
Ten years have been sentenced to life and death, but she has missed him for twenty years. She didn’t know when he was an inch tall, when he was half thin, never heard him read the scriptures once, and didn’t watch him practice. One morning class.
Zhao Bingmo has thousands of regrets, and at the moment Xuan Su walked to her knees and knelt down, she was completely satisfied.
Xuan Su's head was only knocked halfway, and Zhao Bingmo blocked him with one hand, pulling him up strongly and hugging him tightly.
He was already much higher than the petite Zhao Bingmo. He looked a bit wronged at this time. Xuan Su bent his knees and hugged her back carefully. His palms inadvertently touched half-dry blood, and his body became stiff. , And was softened by the warmth from the wet neck.
Chu Xiwei couldn't help sighing, suddenly seeing Duan Qing turn around and leave, touched her nose, and followed wisely.
They walked towards the path, and within a hundred steps, they saw Sun Minfeng sitting on the trunk, and Sekong under the tree with his palms meditating.
At that time, not far away, Sekong asked Hengyuan to return to the temple first to invite Sun Minfeng, return with Xuan Su, hold his breath, gather his ears, and listen to their conversation.
Duanqing was the first to discover the clues, and he did not show any signs, and fulfilled this remaining wish.
Chu Xiwei looked at Se Kong and whispered softly: "I thought the master would hide Xuansu for a lifetime."
Sekong shook his head: "The monk doesn't slander, he asked, and I told the truth, how can I hide it?"
Chu Xi was silent for a moment: "What plans does the master have in the future?"
"The crisis can be broken. Brother Sejian also returned to the temple with all the wounded. Lao Na's dead body is no longer a problem." After a pause, Sekong slightly lifted his face to the direction of Zhao Bingmo." If you speak your words, you will naturally go with Donor Zhao."
Sun Minfeng probably didn't know how to chat by nature. At this time, he interrupted and said: "After taking the Gu blood, even if I have my medicine to hang my life, I will not live for too long. How far can I go?"
Chu Xiwei almost flew a stone and knocked him down as a crow, but she smiled at Sekong, and said: "Where and where will I go for a lifetime. The promise I owed her back then was thirty years late. It’s time to perform."
My heart is in my hometown.
Chu Xiwei clenched her fists: "Master knows, where does she want to go?"
Looking empty but not smiling, he quietly opened his mouth for a long time: "Master goes all the way."
Sekong smiled softly.
He got up. Although he could not see his eyes, his actions did not slow down. He walked in the direction of Zhao Bingmo and Xuan Su accurately. Sun Minfeng was stunned and turned over.
To get Zhao Bingmo's blood from the Gu, I couldn't go back to the temple, so she could only find a suitable cave halfway up the mountain, otherwise she was afraid that she would not even be able to get out of the temple door afterwards.
Zhao Bingmo was stroking one hand on Xuansu's head, and suddenly a thin, scarred palm appeared on the back of her hand.
Her lips trembled a few times, without speaking, Sekong squeezed her hand and smiled: "Let’s go, I can’t see, you take me."
Xuan Su's body trembled under their hands. When the weight on his head disappeared, he raised his head and saw two figures walking down the mountain hand in hand, stepping on the fallen leaves and floating soil.
The mountains are full of sorrows, just like a silent farewell, but the backs of the two of them are straight, as if thousands of mountains and rivers cannot bend them.
The residual heat on the top of the head is still there, and Xuan Su’s ear echoes what Zhao Bingmo said--
"I’m an outsider, and I don’t know the allusions of the Central Plains. In order to name the book, I finally found a satisfactory place in the letter sent by Sekong in his early years. I named you'Qing', imitating characters' "Yujing", I was thinking about the serious topic of the time when you and the crown... From now on, ups and downs, swords and shadows, I have nothing to ask for, I just wish..."
Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The fairy caressed me, knotted hair and received longevity. (Note)
The engine is upright; Yujing, Huimin is long-lived.
There may be many thoughts about being a parent, but in the final analysis, they are not as good as seeing their children go well, peace and joy.
That's it, nothing more.
Zhao Bingmo held the hand of Qikong Kong. When the breeze was blowing, she asked softly: "Monk, have you ever loved me?"
"Love, what is it?" Sekong turned his head to her, "There is no harmony in the love of all living beings. There is great love for oneself, little love for oneself, forgiveness and fraternity, and false love... In Lao Na's heart, love is Mercy."
Love does not regenerate, does not give birth to whirling, and does not return to the pure land if you do not know it. (Note 2)
Amitabha.