Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Zhengqiu's tone was flat, it didn't look like he was alive after a catastrophe, but rather like he had just woken up in the bed in the morning, his thick nasal voice was wrapped in the aftertaste of a dream.

Di Dongqing's expression was flustered, he couldn't see through what happened in the dream, so he could only do his best, regardless of the cost, to move himself to Master's side with one pair of feet, and then embrace him in his arms with both hands.

Master's awakening reassured him a lot. He opened his stiff arms, looked around, and asked, "Where did Xia Qiyuan go? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

Lu Zhengqiu said: "Don't worry, I refused to move the soul, Youying's remnant soul can't do anything to me, it will dissipate in a short time."

"Great," Di Dongqing said happily, but soon showed worry, "But your pulse is still disordered. I have never seen such a pulse. Is it the result of the fusion with Xiyang..."

He spoke faster and faster, incoherently, until Lu Zhengqiu put his finger on his lips to prevent him from continuing, and then smiled and said: "I'm still waiting for you to heal me."

Di Dongqing held his breath and stopped making any noise. After a while, Lu Zhengqiu felt the soft and warm breath fall on his cheek.

The young man turned his head and pressed his lips against the hair of the person next to him.

This time it was Lu Zhengqiu's turn to be stunned in place.His eyes were dark and nameless, but Holly's lips brushed against his ears, and the moist moisture on his lips came through his hair, leaving a clear and long-lasting touch.

The bird flies across the clear sky, its feathers land on the center of the wave, submerged in the water, washed by the torrent, circling around, crossing countless detours, touching the deepest bottom of the pool, and finally congealing such a kiss.

Whispering voices penetrated into the ears, as if coquettish, whispered: "Master, don't scare me."

"Okay," Lu Zhengqiu replied lightly, without saying anything else.

He felt a heat on his shoulders, as he was embraced by Dongqing's palm, who couldn't wait to say: "Let's leave quickly..."

Before the words fell, the ground under their feet trembled violently.

The black mist has not dissipated yet, and it has been clinging to the totem on the ground, silently filling every path, and then rising up like a waking snake.

Di Dongqing was shocked, "What's going on, the totem seems to be coming back to life."

Lu Zhengqiu's heart trembled: "That's Xia Qiyuan's remnant soul. He has not given up on rebuilding Shenzhou, and is still struggling at the end."

"How can I stop him?"

"Use your sword."

"But..." Di Dongqing frowned, "If I really eliminate him, will you really be fine?"

Putting similar words between her lips and chewing repeatedly, this is a habit that Holly has developed since she was a child.

Lu Zhengqiu suddenly recalled many years ago, when his apprentice first picked up a tree branch as a wooden sword and planned to practice martial arts with him, he once asked: "Why do you hold the sword?"

The young man at that time raised his immature face and said solemnly: "To help the chivalry, to save the common people. To heal the world, to cleanse the world."

Lu Zhengqiu not only chuckled: "How long have you thought about these words?"

Holly's cheeks turned red: "I've been thinking about it since I was a child, and I finally said it today..."

This is the dream that Dongqing has been insisting on since she was a child. Living in the bleak world, she stubbornly straightened her shoulders, a unicorn and auspicious beast, and was born from the fire. See more clearly.

His heart is already old, and he has no extravagant desires, and he is satisfied if he can pay off his sins in this life.

However, Holly is different from him.

He took out something from the bottom of his sleeve and held it in his hand.

It was a half-thin book, and there were tear marks on one side of the spine. The pages trembled slightly, covering his fingers and the slight trembling of his fingertips.

"Holly, look."

Di Dongqing couldn't help opening his eyes wide. He was very familiar with the title page that came into view. He had already turned over the remaining half of the book. He said in a trembling voice, "It's the medical record left by Feng Tingjian—"

"Yes, I found it from Xia Qiyuan just now, haven't you been looking for it?"

"That's right." Di Dongqing couldn't hide her joy, "That's great."

The corners of Lu Zhengqiu's mouth rose slightly, evoking a faint smile, as light as the surface of water wrinkled by the breeze: "Dongqing, do you still remember your ambition to practice martial arts?"

"Naturally remember."

"Have your ambitions changed over the years?"

"No change."

"Then draw your sword."

Without urging, the Qilin sword was suddenly unsheathed.

Lu Zhengqiu only felt light jumping on his eyelids, what a dazzling sight it was.Even though everything around him was hidden, making him unable to see clearly, only this ray of light persistently broke through the darkness, and entered his eyes with an indomitable momentum.

The weak and helpless child finally grew up, rose up because of his teachings, held his sword high, and practiced his original dream.

A warm current surged through the bottom of his heart, as if a pool full of cold water had been boiled by the light.It took him a moment to realize that he was proud of Holly.

As a teacher, he should be proud of his disciples, but this is the first time he has tasted such high-spirited and happy taste without distractions.

The whistling sound from around was still there, and true energy poured into the sword continuously. It was Holly's primordial spirit, the Kirin Auspicious Beast, which finally lay under the young man's hands, waiting tamely for dispatch.

He raised his head slightly, and in the depths of the scorching light, he seemed to see Xia Qiyuan's face, with gloomy and cloudy eyes fixed on him, as if he wanted to peel him off completely, and tear the old soul hidden under the skin to pieces.

Xia Qiyuan was no longer alive, he thought, maybe the scene in front of him was just his illusion, it was the loneliness and timidity deep in his heart.

Xia Qiyuan questioned him: "Lu Zhengqiu, your life has been spent in vain, your name and surname are fabricated out of thin air, and your dream is something that comes from nothing. What pride do you have?"

This voice used to be the source of all his fears, but now it couldn't stir up any ripples in his heart.

He said lightly: "Although I don't have a dream, I can at least keep my disciple's dream. The so-called way of being a teacher is nothing more than that."

He was finally able to say these words frankly, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Dongqing frankly.

The sword energy is like a rainbow, tearing apart the dull and decaying air, turning into a frenzy, turning into a strong wind, pouring towards the height of the dome, almost to lift the dome above, and cut a crack in the ground out of thin air.

A flood of light gushed out from the sword, washing away Xia Qiyuan's figure, and also driving away all the black mist crawling and twisting on the ground.

This sword splits the waste and chaos of the world, splits the ugly sins along the way, splits all the unfulfilled vows, unfinished love, splits many plots and betrayals, sends the shining brilliance to the sky, and stands shoulder to shoulder with the gods.

The avenue is ruthless, only to ask the sky with the sword.

It is the belief entrusted by countless ordinary people with their lives. It is the chivalrous light that shines through the world and has truly illuminated his life.

After the afterglow faded, Youying's last remnant soul left in the world also disappeared.

In the silence, he heard Holly's voice, accompanied by heavy breathing, trembling with excitement: "Master, I have succeeded."

"Well, well done." He said softly, "You saved the world."

The totem that reshaped Shenzhou fell silent, and the altar that was the hub of Jiuding also collapsed.

Stones fell from all directions, like a downpour, only the ground at the feet of the two was safe.

Di Dongqing raised her head, the towering dome peeled off like an eggshell, and the sky light reappeared, bringing joy like a newborn.

In the hustle and bustle of the sky, he tightly held the hands of the people around him.

The medical record slipped into the palm of his hand, and he solemnly pressed the thin paper to his chest, as if the supreme gospel was written in it.

I don't know how long it took, but the collapse finally stopped. I don't know how much time has passed underground, and the sky outside is close to dawn.

However, what greeted them was not the golden dawn, but the crimson flowing fire.

The sky in the north is still burning, the blazing fire shines through half of the sky, and the thick black clouds are rolling in the high altitude of the extreme north, like a mass of black heavenly soldiers, raising their flags and banners, moving towards the Central Plains.

"What's going on here?" Di Dongqing was shocked.

Lu Zhengqiu said: "Because we prevented Youying from reshaping Shenzhou, the sky fire did not stop."

Di Dongqing's eyes widened, and a panic flashed in his eyes. He subconsciously clenched his fingers and said in a dry voice: "Master, your hands are so cold... Do you still have something to hide from me?"

Lu Zhengqiu didn't answer, but calmly pulled his hand away from the opponent's palm.

Di Dongqing's hands were empty, and his heart sank. He lowered his head instinctively, and hastily opened the medical book in his hand, like a drowning person desperately grabbing for driftwood. It seemed that as long as he opened it, all problems would be solved.

His fingers trembled uncontrollably, and it took a few tries before he finally got his grip.However, the next moment, he froze in place as if struck by a thunderbolt.

The medical record is empty, there is no writing at all.

The driftwood turned into nothing, and his heart sank slowly to the bottom of the cold water.

That is not a medical genealogy at all, but a half-roll of blank paper.

It turned out that the hope he had pinned on had always been a illusory illusion.