How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

The Abyss of Enlightenment is not an abyss, but a hillside.

If you ask where is the most beautiful place in Lingxu Sword Sect, Xingheying will definitely say Wutiyuan, even though this place is the place where the disciples who made mistakes in Lingxu Sword Sect think about their mistakes.

It is obviously a place where you face the wall and think about your past, but it is not a place of thousands of feet of cold pools and ten thousand feet of abyss. Smart.

At that time, Jian Qianshan was at the bottleneck of breaking through the sixth level of Lingxu Sword Art, Feng Heming was in the middle of the sixth level, and Xinghe Ying was in the middle of the sixth level, and he was not in a hurry to enter.The head asked the way to return and brought these three personal disciples here, naturally it was also to give advice to the three of them.

Jian Qianshan seemed a little uneasy and confused. On the way home, he beckoned three disciples to sit with him on the ground, still smiling:

"Confucius also took his disciples out in the spring. Now that late spring is just right, I will take the three of you out for a walk as a teacher. You haven't made a mistake, so don't be nervous."

Xingheying curled her lips when she heard the words: "There are fun things at the foot of the mountain, why did you come to Wutiyuan? Those who didn't know thought that Master, you are looking for a place where there is no one to kill people... Hmm!"

It is not easy to confuse him with a dust whisk in front of the master, Jian Qianshan hastily covered his mouth with his hand, but it was still a step too late, Feng Heming had already restrained his face and looked at Xingheying seriously: "Speaking is not rude, Xingheying, you..."

"Okay, okay." Asking the way home, he waved his hands with a smile, "He Ming doesn't have to be too serious, you don't know the temperament of your third junior brother."

Xingheying's presumptuousness and mischievousness are nothing more than the true temperament of a teenager in his eyes.Jian Qianshan has always been modest and upright, but he thinks that if this child keeps carrying it like this, he will become a fairy sooner or later.As for Feng Heming's always harsh temper, he was the most tiring one in the eyes of the journey back.

At this time, the spring breeze is warm, and the flowers and trees on the hillside are blooming like clouds and clouds.The chrysanthemums and weeping begonias are the bright colors of a tree. At this time, the late cherry blossoms are clustered on the branches, which corresponds to the four characters of "flowers and brocades"; several tall Xifu Begonias sprinkled pink and white petals on the hillside, Bits of stars fell all over the ground.It happened to be a sunny day again, and the scenery was just right.Asking about the way home, he suddenly laughed, and asked the three direct disciples:

"Do you know that this place is obviously picturesque, but it has to be named 'Wu Ti Yuan'?"

Xingheying half covered his lips and yawned, looking at Jian Qianshan's eyes, "Look, I said it's impossible to really come out to play today".Jian Qianshan casually stretched out his hand and patted Xingheying's head, and there was a sense of intimacy in his reproach.Feng Heming looked at the behavior of these two people, and gave Xingheying a supercilious look, as if to say that it was you who led the senior brother to the ground.

On the way home, he didn't blame the three of them, but laughed.At this time, Xingheying had a taste of throwing bricks to attract jade, and it also seemed to be broken, and she rested her chin on her knees with one hand:

"Since it's a place to think about past mistakes, it's called Wutiyuan. Making mistakes is like walking on thin ice, like facing an abyss. As for the beautiful scenery... Ha, I guess everyone who comes here to reflect thinks that being idle is also idle , simply plant trees and water flowers, and over time, it becomes such a beautiful place."

"Nonsense." Feng Heming glanced at Xingheying coldly, "Sure enough, there are only playful things in your mind."

Xingheying's run on Feng Heming is completely commonplace, and she looks at Feng Heming with an expression of "you can do it, you can do it".It wasn't that Feng Heming was provoked by him, he was still sitting upright at this moment, and replied to Wen on his way home:

"The blooming flowers and plants in front of me are just a trap for evil spirits and heretics to tempt people to make mistakes. The more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are."

Asking the way back, he smiled, but before he could speak, he heard Xingheying laugh, putting his hand on Jian Qianshan's shoulder: "Senior brother is also very beautiful, I think senior brother is much safer than second senior brother."

With a dark face, Jian Qianshan pinched Xingheying's sleeve with two fingers and threw it away.The corners of Xingheying's mouth twitched, and he curled his lips in embarrassment: "Well, it's indeed a little dangerous."

Asking about the way home, he finally laughed out loud, shook his head and looked at Jian Qianshan with a smile: "Qianshan, what do you think?"

Jian Qianshan was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

"Oh?" Asked the way back, still smiling, he reached out and patted Jian Qianshan's shoulder, "Qianshan, you have followed me since childhood, and among the three, you are not the most dull one."

Jian Qianshan finally spoke again, and his voice was still as clear as the clear stream on the hillside: "Flowers are beautiful, but they will eventually wither and scatter when spring and autumn come. Although there is green grass in front of me, after the autumn wind passed overnight, I still responded." The phrase 'cold smoke decays the grass'... What you are attached to at this time will eventually die with the wind. The beauty will eventually wither, and the long-term love will eventually fade. The only thing that will last forever is the moon, the mountain wind, and the world's avenues."

For a while, it seemed that even the warm wind had stopped slightly.Feng Heming was concentrating on contemplation, but on the way home he looked at Jian Qianshan with deeper eyes, as if he couldn't see through the child he brought up with his own hands.

But suddenly heard a laugh, it turned out to be Xingheying, shaking his head with emotion:

"Senior brother, it turns out that you also have times when you are not enlightened!"

Jian Qianshan was startled slightly, Feng Heming was about to speak harshly again, but Wenguilu stretched out his hand to stop him, only looking at Xingheying:

"What does Xiaoying want to say?"

Xingheying raised his finger and pointed to his side, as if he was referring to the petals that had fallen all over the slope, and also as if he was referring to the blooming green peach trees:

"If a flower blooms, it will naturally perish; if a person lives, he must die. If a flower is always a flower, where will the fruit be eaten? If people live forever, why bother to reproduce? Naturally, thousands of flowers weigh down the branches; one person dies, and when the next generation grows up, naturally talented people will emerge from generation to generation. There is only one bright moon in the mountains, but how do you know that the moon tonight is still the same as last night? Moon? The ups and downs of life and death are also common sense in the world, there are three thousand ways in the world, and the cycle of life and death is also among them... Even if the way exists forever, it will lead to the same goal by different routes."

On Xingheying's face, the smile was brighter than Chunguang——

"What's more, although the flowers bloom beautifully, the flowers fall everywhere, isn't it also an excellent spring scenery? The green grass is like a rug, and the falling flowers are like jade. Sleeping in this place can be regarded as 'nephrite jade warm and fragrant'..."

"Cough!" Asked the way back to cough, Jian Qianshan immediately covered Xingheying's mouth.You suddenly spoke yellow accents while talking well, isn't it enough to kill you?Feng Heming originally wanted to appreciate Xingheying, but when he heard the kid suddenly say something soft and sweet, he immediately only felt disgusted.

Asking about the way home, I feel like I have broken my heart, and I have to care about the big apprentice, don’t be too horny, and I have to care about the little apprentice who is promiscuous, and I have to care about the second apprentice because the little apprentice is promiscuous, thinking about which school rules can kill him: "The wind is strong, let's go back .”

"Okay, okay." Xingheying jumped up immediately, but was asked to go back and pressed his shoulders back:

"Xiaoying, you stay."

"what??"

The smile on the way back reminded Xingheying of the old fox at home: "I'll have someone bring you a broom in a while, and you can sweep the fallen flowers on the ground of Wutiyuan."

"Ah?!?!?!" Xingheying looked at the Enlightenment Abyss with a radius of two miles, and the petals falling in the grass, and felt his eyes darken, "Master, are you kidding me?"

"No, how can Master bully you like this." Asking the way home, the smile was deeper than before, completely joking.Every time Xingheying looked at him smiling like this, he wondered who said that the people in Lingxu Sword Sect were stubborn.I saw Wen Zhi patted his shoulder on the way home:

"Since Xiaoying thinks that the fallen flowers everywhere are like warm and fragrant soft jade, then for your permission, you sweep up all the fallen flowers from Wutiyuan, and then ask your little junior sister for a kit for you to put in it. It's not a good idea to use it as a pillow."

"..." Master, you are always playing tricks on me, right?

When Jian Qianshan returned to Wutiyuan with two brooms, he didn't see Xingheying at all.It wasn't until he suddenly smelled a scent of wine, followed the scent of wine, and saw that Xingheying had already climbed the tree.

At this time, Xingheying was wearing the snow-white Taoist robes of the disciples in the sect, and she didn't care whether the branches would rub her dirty clothes, so she sat on the green peach tree, leaning her back against the trunk, and stepped on the branch with one knee bent.He didn't know when he had a jug in his hand, and a small ice-cracked porcelain wine glass. At this time, he poured himself a drink, and slightly raised his head to look at the brightly colored chrysanthemums and peaches beside him.He was probably a little drunk, Jian Qianshan felt at a glance that the bright red of the flower color was no match for the two tipsy blushes on his cheeks.

The peach blossoms on the face of the human face are red... Bitao, doesn't it count?

It seemed that because Jian Qianshan's eyes were too hot, Xingheying suddenly turned his head and saw Jian Qianshan staring at him intently.

The slender Taoist in white clothes stood on the sunny hillside, and there was seriousness and affection in the eyes looking at him.When the wind blows, the corners of his snow-white clothes are blown up with the wind, exuding a fairy air.Pink and white petals of crabapple fell from the tree and brushed between his brows.Xingheying suddenly frowned and twisted his face as if angry, Jian Qianshan was stunned—this person usually pestered him and couldn't drive him away, why did he suddenly turn his face away today?

Jian Qianshan thought for a while, and when he saw the broom in his hand, he suddenly realized—oh, this kid lost his temper when he saw that he was here to deliver the broom.

Jian Qianshan's lightness skill is no better than Xingheying's, and he doesn't intend to climb up the tree, so he just stands under the tree and looks up at Xingheying:

"Not coming down yet? I'll sweep with you."

Xingheying sighed, turned around and looked down at Jian Qianshan slightly: "Brother, do you drink?"

Jian Qianshan folded his arms around the broom and looked at him with a half-smile: "Where did you come from?"

Xingheying laughed and touched his nose: "Just after you left, I went down the mountain to buy it."

"I know you can't be idle." Jian Qianshan didn't hurt him, but put the broom aside, leaned against the tree trunk, looked at the distant scenery, "You drink it yourself, and sweep the floor after drinking."

Xingheying looked at him, another petal fell and swept across Jian Qianshan's nose.Probably today's wine was really on the top, Xingheying turned over from the tree and jumped down, and landed in front of Jian Qianshan. Before Jian Qianshan could speak, he put one hand on the tree and looked into Jian Qianshan's eyes:

"Brother, do you know why I was suddenly angry just now?"

Meeting Xingheying's gaze, Jian Qianshan was in a daze for a moment.Xingheying's pupils are pure black, and those eyes are black and white, and they are incredibly deep——

"Isn't it because I came to urge you to sweep the floor with a broom?"

I knew his answer would be so boring.Xingheying lowered her eyes slightly, as if sighing: "No, I'm jealous."

Jian Qianshan didn't understand the meaning of Xingheying's words, but Xingheying took a step closer to him, lowering his voice a bit——

"Brother, do you know, for a moment I regretted that I was not the few petals just now, otherwise I could take advantage of the wind..." He suddenly approached, his lips brushed Jian Qianshan's, But it only stayed there for a moment, just like the falling flowers that brushed his eyebrows and the tip of his nose at that time——

"—like this, secretly kissing you."

Jian Qianshan froze in place, unable to reflect his own thoughts for a while, only felt that Xingheying was probably drunk, so he continued to say to him in that low and sad tone:

"Senior brother... I haven't finished my words at that time. I believe you when you say that you are beautiful, but you say that long-term love has a decline...Senior brother, I said that I will always like you until I die. Is it a long-term relationship?"

"..." In those eyes, there seemed to be a shattered clear light, and it seemed to be rubbed into the fallen flowers all over the ground.Jian Qianshan suddenly felt like a butterfly flapped its wings lightly in his heart, and he couldn't help but reach out and caress Xingheying's face:

"I said that long-term love has its decline, but I didn't say that people's hearts must change."