“Senior Brother Senior Brother!”
In the distance, a little fellow carried a food box, his little short legs striding, leaping a few times and running to Qing Yu.
It was that little fellow, Lian Qingduan.
After teaching this little one for a few months, Qing Yu had not seen her much due to various things. Now when he saw that she hadn’t shown any signs of being a teenager with a white head, Qing Yu was relieved.
To be honest, before leaving Su Mui Peak at the beginning, Qing Yu left her the Huang Gang Mi Scrolls Enhanced Edition with a heart of desperation. It pains Qing Yu deeply to let her bear the weight of her age, but in order to let her become a talent, Qing Yu is willing to hurt her heart.
“Qingduan, ah, seeing that you don’t have grey hair, senior brother is deeply relieved.” Qing Yu stroked Lian Qingduan’s little head.
If he didn’t say there was more, once he did, Lian Qingduan’s face fell, “When I looked in the mirror a few days ago, I found a dozen white hairs, if not for Master’s wonderful hands, I would have become a little old woman.”
It was only because Xuan Zhen was such a master who knew a lot about medicine, otherwise Lian Qingduan would have lost her hair by now, even if she didn’t have a white head.
But the fact that she had been able to keep going was proof of her talent. If another untalented person had come, it would have been like trying to have white hair all in white cloth, because it would have been impossible to learn.
“How can you become a little old lady?” Qing Yu was again stroking Lian Qingduan’s head, “Look at your senior brother, I have white hair, like an exiled immortal ling dust, have you ever seen anyone say I look like an old man?”
The answer was, no.
Qing Yu’s face can be said to be unique among the Daoist sect, especially with his long silvery-white hair, which adds to his colour. Even in the other world, people in the Middle Kingdom are still white hair controllers.
“Wow~”
In an instant, Lian Qingduan’s big eyes seemed to light up with starlight.
With someone as an example in front of them, would those who came after them not follow suit?
“Senior brother, I will try my best.” Lian Qingduan nodded his head fiercely.
Who wouldn’t want to study hard and train hard in martial arts, not only would they have power, but they would also become handsome (and beautiful)?
“Oh, by the way, senior brother,” Lian Qingduan lifted the food box, which was half her size, with both hands, “Master will arrive later and asked me to bring it to you first.”
“Later?”
Qing Yu lifted the food box and asked casually, “Is she busy with anything?”
“Don’t know eh.”
“Oh, enjoy the moon with Sister properly.”
Qing Yu said, injecting a wave of Vaulted Blood Force into his body to stabilize his foundation.
The blood dome full of life force was injected into Lian Qingduan’s body, and the effect was immediately felt, causing Lian Qingduan to feel invigorated and his body filled with a sense of strength.
“Mid-autumn gift.”
He patted Lian Qingduan’s little head and carried the food box towards the top of the mountain.
The premonition in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.
When he reached the Xuanqing Pavilion, Qing Yu took out the mooncakes and cinnamon wine from the food box, and took out several stacks of small dishes and arranged them one by one on the stone table.
Sitting quietly.
When the moon was at the top of the willow, a silvery white figure came slowly.
Dressed in the silver and white Taoist robe given by the Practitioner family, she is beautiful, curling up, carrying a wisp of fragrant breeze, and sitting beside Qing Yu.
“You dressed up?” Qing Yu asked.
Although she wasn’t wearing any make-up, looking at the dress, it was obvious that she had dressed up carefully.
“You don’t like it?” Xuan Zhen asked back with a smile.
“——”
Qing Yu was speechless, but there was a flow of Tai Su Qi in him, changing the style of the Daoist robe he was wearing into a moon white Daoist robe of the same style.
The Lian family had likewise given Qing Yu a Daoist robe, only because that was not as convenient as the Daoist robe transformed into Tai Su Qi, Qing Yu had never worn it much.
Now that he has transformed the style of that dao robe, he has finally revealed his attitude.
“Giggle ——,” Xuan Zhen laughed with a blossoming smile, “Third mid-autumn, you’ve finally taken a stand.”
It had been two mid-autumn festivals with Qing Yu, and this was the third. Maybe the first time, there were some other reasons, the second and third time, then there was only one reason.
Why else would Xuan Zhen have left his disciples and sisters unaccompanied and come to enjoy the moon with Qing Yu for a night.
“If I were heartless, I would have refused to enjoy the moon long ago.” Qing Yu sipped his cup of cinnamon wine and said.
He was not a wooden man, nor was he a scum who had nothing to do with flirting with people. If he were really heartless, he would have politely refused long ago.
Although the realm of Heavenly Heart had made Qing Yu emotionally weak, the feelings that should be there were still there. The biggest characteristic of this person is that he wants it all. He wants to not be controlled by his feelings, wants to control them, just wants to have a heart along with a heavenly heart.
Heavenly man and heavenly man, one cannot be missing.
If one were to cultivate the realm of emotionlessness like Xuan Du did, in the end one would just be practising as a human stone. It was because of this that Xuan Du was easily possessed by the Daoist Ancestor.
With the matter out of the way, the two of them laughed and continued to enjoy the moon. Even more so, they had the leisure to talk about their recent events and some plans.
“The Blade God has asked for a battle with me, and I have already written back, on the second day of February, at the head of the dragon, to fight with him.”
“Are you sure of that?”
“The God of Swords has actually left room for manoeuvre, this battle will not necessarily turn into a deadly one. Even if it is a deadly battle, I will not die. What I am worried about is actually the movements of the other forces.”
Qing Yu swirled the wine gla*s in his hand, “The Northern Zhou and I can be said to be indistinguishable from each other. In recent years, the Northern Zhou has grown stronger step by step and has already aroused the scorn of many people.
True Martial Sect has always been in the territory of Great Qian, far away from Northern Zhou, so if the enemy wants to make a move, they will definitely start from here at True Martial Sect.”
This was also one of the reasons why Qing Yu had been sitting at the True Martial Sect.
“Over in Lingzhou, isn’t there the Haoqi Alliance as the Austrian support? The True Martial Sect isn’t exactly isolated.” Xuan Zhen said.
At the beginning, when the Hao Qi Alliance had invited all the masters to join forces, Qing Yu had also taken part. However, his main objective at the beginning was the Practitioner family, so after pulling in the Practitioner family, he gradually stopped caring much about the movements of the Haoqi Alliance in Lingzhou.
After all, Qing Yu’s main base was still in Northern Zhou. And if he became too involved with the Haoqi League, it would also cause scorn from the Great Qian, although the Great Qian itself was already deeply scornful of Qing Yu.
“On the side of the Haoqi Alliance, I have made another interesting discovery. Perhaps that Vast Qi Heavenly Sovereign, isn’t as neutral as we thought, and if it’s not unexpected, he should have chosen a position long ago.” Qing Yu laughed lightly.
There were some things that could not stand to be checked, especially after being suspected.
“It’s just that, let’s not talk about such boring things. Continue enjoying the moon.”
For the rest of the day, Qing Yu and Xuan Zhen gossiped and enjoyed the moon as they had done in previous years, as if the previous words had never been spoken.
If they continued like this, they would again keep talking until dawn, just like in previous years.
However, in the latter part of the night, the two were suddenly lost in the Xuanqing Pavilion, leaving behind only the unfinished mooncakes, and the unfinished cinnamon wine.
The bright moonlight shone brightly, and in the Tianxuan Pavilion the moonlight shone through the windows, spreading once again onto the two of them.
The clothes and sashes were not regretted.
The road is long, the path is long, I will go up and down to find a way.
The moon is white, the mountains are cold, the streams are full of water, and the spring waves are full of square ponds.
The path of flowers has never been swept by a guest, but the door is now open for you.
The sound of the phoenix’s C*ck moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragons dance overnight.
Please write a 10,000-word essay on the above poem and submit it to Mr. Salty Fish for approval tomorrow.
