Floating clouds

Chapter 59 Rebirth

snowstorm.

A person sat cross-legged in the snow, not breathing.

There is a ghost on his body, coming in and out, busy with something.

This person is sitting quietly in the snow, there is no snow on his body, but the person is colder than the snow, as if he has been sitting here since he was born in this icy world, or maybe he is not a person at all, but this person The sky is made of ice and snow.

This person is Lin Xinglu whose dantian is broken and even the soul lamp has been extinguished.

Sitting next to him was Cheng Jun, nervously watching the ghosts coming in and out.

The wind and snow stopped and fell, and the sky turned white and then dark. After some time, the ghost finally stopped.

Cheng Jun hurriedly asked: "Senior Li Dai, are you ready?"

It turned out that this ghost was a departed generation who had been buried in the ground and then dug out.

Li Dai snorted angrily.

No matter who's grave is dug, they still have to come out to do white work, and if they do it for ten years, they will always have this expression.

Li Daijian Chengjun still looked at him eagerly, so he could only say: "Okay, let's set up the formation."

Cheng Jun let out a joyful cry, and an ancient formation appeared on the snowy ground, no matter how violent the blizzard was, it couldn't move a single bit.

When Lin Xinglu woke up, the blizzard stopped for a while. He opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath. Looking at the people and scenery in front of him, he felt strange for a while. He had been in a deep sleep for a hundred years.

No, it cannot be said to be sleeping, it is death.

Cheng Jun hugged him in surprise, cold tears dripped on his neck, this touch couldn't be more real.

Lin Xinglu looked at his hands and said dumbly, "This...what's going on?"

He obviously shattered his dantian and cut off his heart, how could it be?

Standing on the tombstone, Li Dai said, "Resurrected from the dead, what else can it be?"

Cheng Jun cried and laughed, and said, "Just wake up."

Lin Xinglu looked at Cheng Jun. His face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth that had not been wiped off. He came back from the dead. If it was that simple, would anyone still be afraid of death?

Li Dai snorted coldly, and said: "This silly boy, trapped your soul in your body with an ancient trap, so that you can't leave your body, and borrowed the icy cold of Wanxueyuan to protect your body, and even took me out of the ground. Dig it out and repair your dantian, this is not the end, you have to separate your soul from the body and put it back again, just like seizing a house."

The more he talked, the more angry he became, pointing to the unfilled hole under the tombstone, the bones inside seemed to have been hit by a shovel, and their heads were crooked.

Lin Xinglu looked at Cheng Jun and said, "Cheng Jun, thank you very much."

His thank you sounded a bit desolate, Cheng Jun felt a little sad, and said with a smile: "There is no need to thank you and me, and I can go back to Wanxueyuan because I borrowed the peeping stone from Sect Master Mu."

Hearing Mu Zheng's name, Lin Xinglu's heart ached. The scene of that night came back to his mind again. His face was pale and he almost couldn't hold on.

"Are they... all right?"

He didn't know whether he was asking Mingqi and Zhonghui or Mu Zheng.

Cheng Jun said: "After your dantian was broken, the soul lamp went out. When we met them again, they all thought you had fallen."

Lin Xinglu nodded subconsciously, and said, "This is very good."

He has no cultivation base now, and everything has to start all over again.

Li Dai saw that the two of them were only interested in reminiscing about the old days, and said angrily, "You guys are never finished, hurry up and bury them for me!"

Cheng Jun blushed immediately and said, "I'm sorry, senior, I'll bury it right away, I'll bury it right away."

They buried Li Dai again, and Lin Xinglu's tired hands and feet were weak. Panting, he once again recognized the Lord of the Qiankun Ring, and pulled out a piece of paper from the inside.

The mentality of 'Ruthless Sword'.

The avenue is formless, it gives birth to heaven and earth; the avenue is ruthless, it moves the sun and the moon;

The uniqueness of "Ruthless Sword Way" is that it truly contains the Dao, life, old age, sickness and death, and everything in the world is just a dream, empty.

The sword intent is both the great way, capable of death and life.

But people are not the way of heaven after all, no one can really forget the seven emotions and six desires, the suppressed emotions will eventually become the demons of the heart, and when breaking through the stage of transforming gods, if they can't bear the demons, they will die and disappear, and there will be no chance to start again.

This is the reason why 'Ruthless Kendo' is almost lost.

But Lin Xinglu didn't want to worry about it so much. He made rapid progress, getting better every day, and even established the foundation very quickly. The past love and hatred gradually blurred and disappeared.

Cheng Jun looked at him, worried.

In the past, Lin Xinglu was just indifferent, but he cherished everything in his heart, but now, he became more and more alienated. Although he had a smile on his face, he was even colder than Wan Xueyuan.

He seemed to be outside the mortal world, becoming a bystander, watching everyone, just like this snowflake, falling and disappearing.

"Xinglu, why don't we go out and have a look, and we don't know what's going on outside?" Cheng Jun asked softly.

He was afraid, afraid that Lin Xinglu would become a person without the slightest emotion.

"Okay." Lin Xinglu nodded.

It's not that he has no feelings at all, it's just that those feelings seem to be separated by a layer of fog, just like now, he knows Cheng Jun's intentions, and is willing to listen to him to make Cheng Jun happy, but this is only reason, and his reason tells him that he should do so Do.

On the tombstone, the snow is still there, but the person standing here is no longer in the original state of mind.

Things are wrong.

"Cheng Jun, you should just assume that Lin Xinglu is dead." Xinglu raised his head, looked at the snowflakes outside the spiritual energy cover, and said.

"Xinglu, why do you..." Cheng Jun lost his breath.

Lin Xinglu reached out, wiped the snow off the tombstone, and walked out.

Say goodbye here, Fu Yunxu, Mu Zheng.

As soon as they left Wanxueyuan, the aura fluctuated around the two of them, and several paper cranes emerged from the aura, surrounding Chengjun.

Cheng Jun looked at it one by one, and saw that it was all the news from Cheng Yu urging him to return to the Qingshan School. He didn't know if something happened, so he frowned and said, "Xinglu, follow me back, you can change your appearance, I will return the Peeping Sky Stone to head Mu, and I will accompany you to travel around later, okay?"

Lin Xinglu listened to the words of the head of Mu, as if it had been a lifetime, he thought for a while, and said: "No, I will come to you after you finish your work."

Knowing his temperament, Cheng Jun was silent for a while, and then took out two bells from the storage bag.

"You take this resonance bell with you. If you don't come to me, I will come to you."

Xinglu took it and tied it around his waist.

Cheng Jun reluctantly took a few steps, then turned back and said, "Do you have enough spirit beads?"

Xinglu nodded, he still has a lot in his storage ring.

Only then did Cheng Jun feel relieved, and took out his talisman to him again: "I see senior sister said that it is very chaotic now, you take the bodyguard."

Xinglu smiled and said, "You forgot that what I'm best at is drawing talismans."

"Oh", Cheng Jun's concern was chaotic, and he wanted to tie Lin Xinglu away, but he was afraid that Lin Xinglu would turn his back on him. Looking at the cold face with more and more smiles, he would rather Lin Xinglu be as serious as before.

At least he has a cold face and a warm heart.

His old mother generally worried for a while before leaving.

Xinglu watched as Cheng Jun's back disappeared into midair.

He wobbled around and stayed in this border town for one night. Without Cheng Jun's sword, he spent ten spirit beads to buy a pair of scrap copper and rotten iron that he didn't know what it was. Carrying it on my back, I bought a lot of food and walked towards the miasma forest.

He wants to see 'Kun Yu'.

He walked all the way for a long time, and saw that the outside was really chaotic. The Kunlun faction lost Tang Wan's command, so they couldn't get hold of the things that Ming had robbed before, so he simply scattered a few spiritual veins, causing the sects below to fight for blood. .

Moxiu has been suppressed in the dry sea all year round, where it is worse than Daosha City. With such a good opportunity, he naturally has to make a move. Although it is not enough to come out of the nest, it is enough to cause headaches.

These are other people's business. Lin Xinglu remembered that when he was in the Central Plains, he wholeheartedly hoped that a saint would come to save them. These monks probably had the same state of mind as he did now.

Everyone has been at ease for too long, and there is nothing wrong with moving around.

No matter how many people die, the way of heaven will never change, everything will continue to grow, just like this miasma forest.

Lin Xinglu walked out of the miasma forest and took out a cooked wild boar from the ring.

He didn't light a fire, just sat on the edge of the cliff like this.

With a howling that pierced through the wind, water splashed all over his head and face.

He didn't move a bit, and even his love of cleanliness seemed to be cured that night.

"It's you again, boy, I want to go down again." Kun Yu opened his mouth wide and spoke like thunder in midair.

"You don't even roast it." Kun Yu swallowed the wild boar in one gulp, and said critically.

Lin Xinglu listened, then lit a fire, took out another wild boar, and put it on the grill clumsily.

Not long after, a smell of burning came out, and Kunyu was furious, and sprayed out the fire with a mouthful of water: "Why are you so poor at your craft, I don't know if you look it up! What about the boy, ask him to do it!" .”

It cherishes the food, and eats the black wild boar with heartache, and does not forget to "pooh" after eating.

Lin Xinglu was not angry either, and set fire to it again, and roasted half a goat for it, this time he remembered to flip it back and forth.

What is Zhonghui doing? Did he take good care of Mingqi?

No matter how dull Kunyu was, he could see something was wrong, and said carelessly, "Is it possible that your wife is dead? A long time ago, someone came to ask me for help, and it was like this. He said his wife died."

"No, I just don't feel well."

He is really uncomfortable, he feels cold, this kind of cold has been bothering him since he practiced the "ruthless sword way", he misses Fuyunxu and Mingqi, but this kind of miss is also light and tight, as if he is alone, standing in nothingness.

This lonely cold made him feel painful.

It turns out that no matter how brilliant the mind is, it can't stop people from feeling pain.

"It's alright, kid, this is the heat." Seeing him in a daze, Kun Yu hurriedly reminded him, fearing that he would burn his food again.

"Tsk, not so good, not so good." Kunyu smacked his mouth.

"I'll come see you next time." Lin Xinglu clapped his hands, turned and left.

"You don't go down!" Seeing him turn his head away, Kun Yu shouted, "Then you come here often!"

Monsters will also be lonely.

Qianzhangya was buzzed by his thunderous voice, Lin Xinglu walked out amidst the thunderous sound.