Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 25
In the past half a month, it was not the first time Lin Jingyu had been injured, but this time he was injured more seriously and was unconscious for a longer period of time.

Lin Jingyu only felt that he didn't seem to have lost consciousness. In a trance, he seemed to still hear the roar of the sea water, and he could also hear his senior brother and Xiaofan's concern for him.

He tried his best to open his eyes and respond to them, but he couldn't do it with all his strength. Those thin eyelids were as heavy as a thousand-junged mountain, and he couldn't open them no matter how hard he tried. , he could only just listen silently, silently.

In this way, Lin Jingyu slept in a drowsy state for an unknown amount of time, until one day, the woman's familiar voice sounded next to his ears, the voice that had once fascinated him.

"Senior brother Lin, I promise you that as long as you can wake up, I will dance for you on the moon-watching platform. Don't sleep anymore, okay?"

This voice was soft and weak, like recovering from a serious illness, it couldn't even blow a fallen leaf, but in Lin Jingyu's ears, the voice had enormous energy, as if it could open up the world and lift up a huge mountain.

The voice had given him the strength to keep him going after he lost consciousness, and now the voice gave him the strength to wake him from his endless lethargy.

"Cough, cough, cough" A series of dull coughs rang out in Lu Xueqi's ears.

Lu Xueqi raised her head and stared deeply at Lin Jingyu, the joy on her face could be seen at a glance.

"Brother Lin, you're awake!"

Lin Jingyu smiled, and said softly: "You agreed to my conditions, why am I still awake?" Lin Jingyu was referring to the sword dance under the moon.

"Did you hear everything?" Lu Xueqi asked in surprise.

Lin Jingyu nodded: "If I hadn't heard what you said, I'm afraid I'm still in a coma now."

Lin Jingyu's words made Lu Xueqi's already fair face blush, Lu Xueqi lowered her head coyly, and said after a while: "You're awake, I'll tell Senior Brother Qi the news."

As soon as Lu Xueqi finished speaking, she quickly stood up and fled outside the house.

But as soon as Lu Xueqi took half a step, she was pulled tightly by a force. Lu Xueqi looked back, and it turned out that she was still holding his hand, and she didn't feel anything unusual before.

Lu Xueqi lowered her head, blushed, and lightly released Lin Jingyu's hand, and ran out.

Lin Jingyu was lying on the bed, looking at Lu Xueqi's back leaving in a hurry, he couldn't feel the slightest pain in his body, he only felt that his heart was as sweet as eating honey.

Not long after Lu Xueqi went out, a series of crisp footsteps sounded outside the door.Those who entered in response were his senior brother Qi Hao and Faxiang and Fashan of Tianyin Temple.

Qihao walked to Lin Jingyu's bedside, heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Little Junior Brother, you scared me to death. If you have any troubles, Master will definitely skin me when you go back."

Lin Jingyu chuckled, raised his head to look, but found that there was one person missing, so he hurriedly asked: "Senior brother, where is Xiaofan?"

Qi Hao's sunny smiling face suddenly darkened, his usual handsome face was full of self-blame, he patted his thigh, and said angrily: "Junior Brother Zhang was hit into the sea by the Black Water Black Snake in order to save you. No trace of Junior Brother Zhang has been found yet."

"What?" Lin Jingyu was very anxious when he heard the news, and immediately wanted to get up and go back to look for Xiaofan, after all, this is the brother who grew up with her.

But Lin Jingyu was seriously injured, he didn't have the strength to stand up, and fell back before his feet hit the ground.

Fa Lian hurriedly supported Lin Jingyu, and said with concern: "Junior brother Lin, you are seriously injured now, how can you go out and look for someone, I think it is worse than this, you first find someone to report back to the mountain, and ask the elders in the sect to send someone over to help , is better than the few of you searching aimlessly."

Fa Xiang's words are quite old-fashioned, and they do make sense, Qi Hao nodded and said: "Senior Brother Fa Xiang is right, I'm going back to Qingyun Mountain to report this matter to the head and master, and ask them to send people down to help. It's just..."

Qi Hao looked at Lin Jingyu again, wondering: "It's just that this round-trip will take nearly ten days at least, and the younger brother is seriously injured and cannot travel far. I really don't feel at ease leaving him here alone."

After all, Likong Mulberry Mountain is not far from here, so it is indeed a bit inappropriate to leave Lin Jingyu here with his wounded body.

At this time, Lu Xueqi stood up, leaned against Lin Jingyu's side and said, "Senior Brother Qi, you go back and tell the master, I will stay here to take care of Senior Brother Lin."

Lu Xueqi is a woman, she is considerate, she has lived and died with Lin Jingyu, so she takes care of her better than others, Qi Hao immediately nodded slightly and said: "Since Junior Sister Lu is here to take care of Junior Brother, Then I'm relieved."

After finishing speaking, he gave Lin Jingyu a few words, then took up the Frost Sword and galloped in the direction of Qingyun Mountain.

The place where Lin Jingyu cultivated is called Xiaochi Town, which is hundreds of miles away from Kongsang Mountain, but it is already the nearest market town to Kongsang Mountain.

In the few days after Qihao left, Lin Jingyu and Lu Xueqi got along day and night, the relationship between the two was much closer than before, not as deserted as before.

On this day, Lin Jingyu, who had been lying on the bed for three full days, felt sore all over and couldn't lie down anymore, so he asked repeatedly, and dragged Lu Xueqi out to get some air.

Xiaochi Town is small in scale, but it is a small town with thousands of people. The most lively place in the town is this ancient road specially used for business.

This ancient road seems to have a lot of history. The old bluestone slabs are laid flat on the road. On both sides of the road are some shop fronts and some random stalls.

There were people coming and going on the ancient street, and it was very lively. After wandering around for a while, the two found a tea shop, picked a neat and clean place, ordered a pot of fragrant tea, ordered some dried fruits, and sat down.

Taoist Cangsong likes to drink tea, and Lin Jingyu has practiced with Taoist Cangsong these years, and he has some insights into the tea ceremony under the influence of his ears and eyes.

Lin Jingyu picked up the tea bowl, put it to his mouth and took a sip, aftertaste it in his mouth, and said leisurely: "The tea soup is clear, with bitterness and sweetness, it should be a good tea, but it took a long time to roast it Yes, the tea has a bit of burnt smell, it's a pity."

Lin Jingyu was only in his teens, and his appearance was still a little immature, but what he said was a bit old-fashioned, and it seemed that he didn't fit well.

Lu Xueqi glanced lightly, and said angrily, "If I knew you were picky, I shouldn't have brought you out."

Lin Jingyu has a handsome appearance, with a jade tree facing the wind, Lu Xueqi has icy muscles and bones, and is as pretty as a plum blossom. In addition, their clothes are all extraordinary, immediately attracting the attention of the people around them. They just thought it was some young lady who came out to play, and they turned around one after another. looked at them.

A white-faced scholar near the table walked over with a smile on his face, and praised: "This little brother's words are deeply in my heart, and it seems that he is also a person who understands tea."

The white-faced scholar has a handsome figure, wearing a long gown, and a ring with blue light flowing on his right finger, he can tell at a glance that he is not ordinary.

The white-faced scholar walked to Lin Jingyu's desk, sat down self-consciously, cupped his hands and said: "Walking through the countryside, I never expected to meet someone of the same kind, so I came here to pay a visit. Please forgive me if I am presumptuous."

Lin Jingyu saw the ring on the white-faced scholar's hand, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, then he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Meeting is fate, you don't have to be polite, brother."

The white-faced scholar nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "The temperament of the little brother is quite similar to mine, and I haven't asked the two names yet."

Lin Jingyu looked at the rather strange scholar, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth, and replied: "My surname is Lin, Lin Jingyu. This girl is my junior sister, surnamed Lu, may I ask your surname?"

The white-faced scholar read softly in his mouth: "Lin Jingyu, Feiyu shocks the world, good name, my surname is Long, Qinglong's dragon."

Although the white-faced scholar didn't say his full name, it seemed normal to Lin Jingyu.After all, when wandering abroad, it is better to have one thing more than one thing less.

Lin Jingyu cupped his hands and replied, "So it's Brother Long."

The white-faced scholar bowed his hands back for a while, and glanced at Lin Jingyu intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw the Dragon Slaying Sword by Lin Jingyu's hand, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he asked with a smile: "Brother Lin, the celestial sword in your hand is shining brightly and is extremely extraordinary, but is it the legendary Dragon Slaying Sword?"

Lin Jingyu didn't expect this scholar-like person to recognize the dragon-slaying sword that had been in the dust for decades, and with a look of surprise on his face, he replied: "Brother Long, do you know the dragon-slaying sword?"

The white-faced scholar tapped lightly on the wooden table between his fingers, nodded and said: "I have some connections with the old master of Dragon Slaying Sword, so I know it. It's just..."

"It's just that time has passed, and I don't know how the old friend is now." The white-faced scholar sighed with nostalgia on his face.

As soon as the white-faced scholar's voice fell, Lin Jingyu sensed the white-faced scholar's tentative intent, and looked at Lu Xueqi beside him with a tacit understanding, and nodded.

Lin Jingyu showed a surprised look, and said: "So that's how it is."

Lin Jingyu paused on purpose, and didn't answer the white-faced scholar's words, just asked: "Have you asked Brother Long about your mastery?"

The white-faced scholar didn't seem to have expected Lin Jingyu to ask such a question, his face was slightly taken aback, he waved his hand, and said, "The teacher is an outsider, so don't mention it."

Lin Jingyu glanced at the ring on the white-faced scholar's hand, his face was thoughtful, and after a moment, he smiled and said: "Brother Long must have a lot of background to possess such a divine thing as the Qiankun Qingguang Ring, since Brother Long doesn't want to talk about it, so I won't ask any more questions."

The white-faced scholar obviously didn't expect Lin Jingyu to recognize the Qiankun Qingguang Ring in his hand, and sighed in his heart, "I'm careless".

The white-faced scholar also knew that Lin Jingyu was prepared, so he smiled perfunctorily, looked at the sky, got up and said: "It's getting late, I have some things to deal with, so I'm leaving first."

Although Lin Jingyu saw what was going on in his mind, he didn't point it out, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, I won't force you to stay. If there is a destiny, we will meet again some other day."

"See you some other day." The white-faced scholar nodded and smiled slightly, and left with his hands behind his back.

As soon as the white-faced scholar disappeared from the sight of the two, Lu Xueqi leaned against Lin Jingyu and asked in a low voice: "Jingyu, what is the Qiankun Qingguang Ring? Is it so rare?"

Lin Jingyu looked at Lu Xueqi, and replied with a smile: "It's more than rare, the Qiankun Qingguang Ring is one of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons, and it's a treasure of the fairy family that can compete with Zhanlong Tianya. The identity of that white-faced scholar is by no means simple, and he might still be in the same group as those demon girls before."

Lu Xueqi recalled the performance of the white-faced scholar just now, and nodded deeply.

Lin Jingyu slowly picked up the tea bowl on the table, drank it in one gulp, looked at the direction where the white-faced scholar was leaving, and secretly thought in his heart: "I don't know why these people are so interested in Dragon Slaying Sword. I must ask the master clearly."

(End of this chapter)