Five months ago Author: Xun Chun Xu Zhou
Chapter 82: The Mountain Rain Approaches, the Wind Fills the Building
Prejudices in people's hearts are like a great mountain.
For no reason, Chu Weiyang gazed at Miss Qinghe and suddenly thought of this saying.
In the moment their eyes met, the emotions of the two were silently communicating.
It was not merely the power of their gazes locking, but also because the talisman hanging over Chu Weiyang's mind had already intertwined the qi of their souls together.
In an instant, Miss Qinghe seemed to have seen through what Chu Weiyang was thinking.
In that moment, the rosy hue of her complexion seemed to fade little by little, but soon after, perhaps due to the confidence gained from years of cultivation in the Hundred Flowers Building, she suddenly reached out her hand, wrapping it around Chu Weiyang's shoulder and the back of his neck.
Thus, they faced each other even more closely.
The two could clearly sense each other's warm breaths.
For the first time, Chu Weiyang realized that the illumination of the Earth Vein Fire Evil Technique could also stir such restlessness within a person.
Clearly, neither had spoken, yet Chu Weiyang felt that the surroundings were no longer silent, as if a dull thumping sound echoed continuously in his ears.
In the next moment, he saw her vibrant lips slightly part.
"Chu Shixiong, let me call you Chu Shixiong. Miss Qinghe always feels that many things between people over the long passage of time are destined from the very first meeting; when we first met, you thought of killing me, and I thought of plotting against you, neither of us left a good impression on the other.
I know that unless I let you understand the many causal relationships behind this, you will never lower your guard against me. But some things cannot be spoken yet; it is not the right time. Even if the heavens strike me down, I cannot say it, otherwise, it would harm you and also bring suffering to myself. You see, this matter is quite difficult.
But I am unwilling; having come this far, I always think of showing you my true intentions..."
As she spoke, Miss Qinghe's voice grew increasingly subdued, and she fell into a long silence once more.
However, a genuine change had already occurred!
That genuine change happened within Chu Weiyang's heart! It occurred on the talisman that hung above!
For the first time, Chu Weiyang not only sensed Miss Qinghe's emotions from the talisman but also, like seeing flowers in the fog or the moon in the water, he drew closer, as if peering into a rough, frosted mirror, gradually catching glimpses of bizarre images.
These were not the flowing memories of Miss Qinghe, but rather the reflections of her heart and thoughts!
One's emotions might be able to embellish a thing or two, but once a person's heart and thoughts are illuminated, they are destined to be true and unfeigned!
Chu Weiyang felt shocked by this change and fell into silence again due to this shock.
This was something he could hardly achieve.
With this thought, he almost instinctively condensed a wisp of divine thought and began to probe towards the talisman that hung above his heart.
At first, it was the ethereal spiritual light that lingered, wisps of rose-red mist, seemingly confirming a certain emotion of Miss Qinghe.
Then, those genuine, bizarre, and hazy images suddenly vanished from the talisman, but with the connection of his divine thought, they flowed vividly within Chu Weiyang's heart and thoughts.
In an instant, the talisman itself seemed to suddenly sink.
Accompanied by a wisp of divine thought penetrating through, the talisman appeared to be on the verge of collapse, yet upon closer inspection, it seemed to melt away.
As if the earlier restrictions of the magic sword had melted, refining into Chu Weiyang's heart and soul.
This seemed to be a change that originated from the same source, indistinguishable.
The talisman was no longer just a complete talisman; in a daze, Chu Weiyang felt that a part of the talisman had completely transformed into certain instincts within his thoughts.
Even in this moment, in his daze, Chu Weiyang had an insight, as if by condensing another wisp of divine thought, he could delve even deeper into the talisman.
He had truly opened a door and glimpsed a brand new situation.
Indeed, you want me to see your true intentions...
Miss Qinghe, in such a courageous manner, erased the great mountain that lay across Chu Weiyang's heart and thoughts.
Softly murmuring, Chu Weiyang's voice even became somewhat hoarse.
But before he could continue speaking, he suddenly realized that the myriad words that surged up his throat no longer needed to be expressed in words.
In the flow of his thoughts, Chu Weiyang's emotions transformed into a torrent, surging into the talisman.
Looking again, Miss Qinghe's complexion was as red as if it were ripe.
At this moment, silence spoke louder than words.
Then, Chu Weiyang raised his hand and beckoned.
The mountain river vessel that hung in mid-air suddenly tipped over.
Water and fire spiritual lights whirled around, wrapping the precious medicine that radiated five-colored brilliance, which then leaped into Chu Weiyang's mouth.
In the next moment, Chu Weiyang's gaze returned to Miss Qinghe.
This precious medicine must be shared.
Thus, Chu Weiyang slowly lowered his head.
At the same time, the white jade-like arm that wrapped around Chu Weiyang's neck also gently exerted force.
Their lips met.
In an instant, the precious medicine melted away.
At this moment, perhaps the bone-chilling cold surged back, and Chu Weiyang held Miss Qinghe in his arms, feeling her suddenly tremble violently.
In the corner of the Dao Hall.
In silence, the talisman paper covering the large urn was suddenly pierced by a green light.
Looking closer, a white jade poisonous snake, about the thickness of a wrist, was flicking its tongue, ready to leap up.
But suddenly, it seemed to have spotted Chu Weiyang not far away.
Immediately, the jade snake hid most of its body inside the large urn, only peeking its head out, as if playing hide-and-seek while watching the gradually overlapping figures not far away.
Lotus leaves and skirts of the same color, the hibiscus blooms on either side of her face.
Disrupting the pond, unseen, the sound of singing began to reveal someone’s arrival.
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In the depths of the outer sea, on the Hundred Flowers Building ship, top floor.
The long sound of the guqin echoed in the quiet room, expressing the unexplainable sorrows of the player.
In front of the central screen, the figure draped in black gauze was none other than the still somewhat dazed Shiyu Ting.
Following that, overlapping with the faint sound of the guqin, was the sound of a lazy woman sitting up on the wide cloud bed behind the screen.
Then, that lazy yet melodious voice rang out, completely overshadowing the sound of the guqin.
...
Hearing this, Shiyu Ting sighed and finally moved her hand away from the guqin strings.
At this point, Shiyu Ting shook her head with some emotion.
Upon hearing this, the lazy woman on the cloud bed laughed.
As she spoke, the lazy woman in the layered scriptures seemed to become melancholic.
But on the spot, Shiyu Ting seemed not to have absorbed much of that conversation; she merely pouted and muttered to herself.
Before she could finish her words, Shiyu Ting suddenly sidestepped.
It was the lazy woman from the cloud bed who suddenly gathered a piece of thin gauze and, as if venting her anger, threw it towards Shiyu Ting.
Just with that one sentence from Shiyu Ting, it struck right at the lungs.
In an instant, the sound of silver bells echoed in the quiet room, instead diluting the earlier sorrows.
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Tiantai Dao City.
The city walls of Zhenhai Dao City seemed to be cast as one, towering like peaks and thick as mountains.
Atop the towering walls, at this moment, Chunyu Huai leaned against the parapet with an increasingly ugly expression, watching the surging storm approaching from the outer sea, observing the beastly blood evil within the storm's vortex, feeling the pressure of the Golden Core realm.
The transformation ancestor of the Bi Yun Sea Snake lineage!
At this moment, on the wide city wall, footsteps suddenly approached from afar.
Chunyu Huai looked towards the sound, and his originally pale face became even more sullen.
Not far away, at the corner of the city wall, Xie Jiang and Jin Guanzhi of the Qianyuan Sword Sect stood with swords in hand, looking at Chunyu Huai with the gaze of blood-related enemies.
Not knowing what he thought of, Xie Jiang suddenly let out a cold sneer.
As soon as the words fell, Chunyu Huai's ugly expression improved slightly.
He looked at Xie Jiang and Jin Guanzhi with a feminine demeanor, initially silent, until the two began to feel uneasy, then he crazily laughed coldly.
"Last time at Lingqiu Mountain, I wanted to flip the table with you; whether it succeeded or failed, I ruined one of your Dao certification treasures. This time we meet again, still the three of us, and your sword sect's spiritual object is still within reach, as if another story from Lingqiu Mountain. Hey! How many Dao certification treasures does your lineage have that can cause you such calamity?
Whether I live or die is none of your business! But I have heard that Chu Weiyang is out in the outer sea; if he falls in this disaster, and that spiritual object falls into the hands of the demon race, then let’s see if you still have the face of the holy land sect!"
As the words fell, three gloomy and cold faces appeared amidst the gradually sweeping fierce storm.
Boom——!
As the thunder roared, the first towering wave, as massive as a mountain, had already appeared before their eyes.
Xun Chun Xu Zhou
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