Great Blue Night Watchman

Lu Tianming was not a man of letters, but these few holy words seemed to be so literate.

As soon as his voice fell, the fog behind the sect leader's peak seemed to be cut open by a sword, slowly revealing a bluestone road, which led to Siguo Cliff.

Lin Su and An Ye stepped in.

The fog closed again behind them, and the whole place was silent.

Lu Tianming and the Great Elder turned around at the same time and disappeared from the scene at the same time...

The disciples looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes...

Sect cultivation has dreams.

What is the dream?

One day, you can do whatever you want.

And the person who broke into the sect today is already a representative of doing whatever he wants.

It stands to reason that anyone who goes to the sect master's peak without permission will be suppressed, but today's people talk to the sect master and let the sect master hold back his thoughts. He is so powerful that the sect master does not dare to mess with him. The entire Bishui Sect does not dare to mess with him. Dare to mess with him!

If he wants to enter the sect's restricted area, Siguo Ya, he will be allowed in anyway.

This is doing whatever you want!

This is the ultimate goal of these practitioners!

People have easily reached the age of twenty years, but they are still an unimaginably far away goal...

Among those who had this emotion, Zhou Yueru was naturally included.

A moment ago, she was thinking about the possibility of becoming the disciple of the sect master. At this moment, she suddenly realized that the ceiling of her dream was no longer so high...

Even if she becomes the direct disciple of the sect master, she is still nothing compared to the young man in front of her, because the young man in front of her is already on an equal footing with the sect master, and even surpasses him.

This young man was once her husband, of course, only in the distant past...

Zhou Yueru looked at the mist on the cliff from a distance, and her heart was filled with mist...

As for the sect leader Lu Tianming, he and the great elder looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes...

"Yiyu has been thinking about crossing the cliff for a month and a half. Maybe she has mastered the art of forgetting love!" came the voice of the great elder: "As long as she puts aside her old friendship, her wisdom will be enough to deal with this crisis, right?"

In his opinion, Zhang Yiyu has never been a fool.

There is no way for a fool to become a flower of the Great Immortal Sect and then become the first disciple.

She had never been able to complete the sect's mission when facing Lin Su before. There was only one key reason: she couldn't do anything to Lin Su. But now, if she had mastered the Heavenly Art of Forgetting Love, she would naturally put the sect's mission first, and Lin Su Su, it happened that he looked at her from the perspective of the past. She was scheming but not unintentional, ruthless versus affectionate, and she always had the upper hand no matter what.

Lu Tianming's eyes slowly brightened.

Yes, although the matter was very serious and unexpected, the Bishui Sect was not at his mercy.

In terms of combat power, although the two people who came today have peerless cultivation, this is the mountain gate of Bishui Sect, and the elders of the sect are three thousand away. The overall strength of Bishui Sect is ten times or a hundred times that of these two people.

In terms of flaws, the Blue Water Sect did have flaws that were exposed to Lin Su, but didn’t Lin Su have any weaknesses in the hands of the Blue Water Sect?

Lin Su's weakness is Zhang Yiyu.

As long as Zhang Yiyu is still a member of the Bishui Sect, the Bishui Sect can build Zhang Yiyu into a shield against Lin Su.

Whether it's Lin Su or Green Willow Villa, they're all in danger.

What's more, you Lin has become a taboo in the officialdom and the literary world, and you are also a taboo on the road of spiritual practice. Do you really think that others will believe what you say?

If you say that I, the Bishui Sect, participated in the Cangchi War and betrayed the country, others have to believe it.

I will follow you to the Golden Palace to meet His Majesty. Let’s see if Your Majesty believes you or me...

Although I have no friendship with Your Majesty, I know a lot of court officials. Even though I don't know anyone, I still have the upper hand compared to you, the person Your Majesty wants to get rid of...

Thinking about it this way, Lu Tianming gradually became more cheerful...

But when Lin Su and An Ye stepped into Siguo Cliff, they felt a sense of depression...

It's not that their mentality has changed, it's that Siguoya is a hellish place that depresses everyone!

A solitary cliff, the fog lingers all year round. Below is the cliff. There is a huge stone tablet on the cliff. It looks like a tombstone no matter how you look at it. The tombstone in the outside world still has the sun rising and the moon setting. The clouds are rising and the wind is flying. Here the sun rises, You can barely feel the fall, you can't see the clouds, you can't see the stars, and you can't even see the wind blowing.

Lin Su sighed: "This is a cemetery. If I live here for a month, I will go crazy!"

An Ye nodded: "That's right, in your world, spring flowers bloom, blue sky and white clouds, drinking tea and wine, and beautiful women are like clouds. But this is the path of spiritual practice. On the path of spiritual practice, loneliness is the true face."

Lin Su gently reached out and grabbed her hand: "What about you? Are you lonely?"

"I just went astray and was led astray by you..."

"If your right path is to go to this graveyard, I think I did a lot of good by getting you into bed!" Lin Su grabbed her hand and gently harassed her...

An Ye's white eyes floated silently: "Do you want to use this exciting method to stimulate the grave... to stimulate Zhang Xiaoniangpi in front of the Taoyuan Monument to return to your colorful world?"

As soon as her voice fell, the sword light in her eyes shone slightly, the fog in front of them swept away, and a woman appeared in front of them.

Dressed in white as snow, he sat quietly in front of the ancient stone tablet.

There was dark rock beneath her.

There was a dark cloud above her.

In front of her is this stone tablet.

On the stone tablet, from top to bottom, there are two big characters written: Daoyuan.

There are probably a few hundred words engraved on the Daoyuan stele.

The monument is broken and irregular.

The characters are incomplete and many of them can no longer be read clearly.

Zhang Yiyu closed his eyes tightly, seemingly not detecting their arrival at all.

There was neither sadness nor joy on her face.

Lin Su and An Ye were both shocked...

"She is in seclusion!" An Ye said, "I'm afraid she can't wake up at will."

When a cultivator goes into seclusion, it is equivalent to closing the six senses. All the mind is wandering in the body, comprehending the mysterious and mysterious cultivation rules. Once the outside world forcibly awakens the cultivator, it will be a catastrophe for the cultivator, ranging from internal injuries to internal injuries, to serious cases of being possessed by a demon.

No matter how much nonsense the Bishui Sect said today, what the great elder reminded him was still correct.

Zhang Yiyu couldn't wake up easily, otherwise, her Taoji would be hurt.

Lin Su's Qiandu Eyes fell on Zhang Yiyu, unable to detect whether she was in retreat or not. Anyway, she had no reaction...

An Ye added: "If she is in retreat, it is only possible that she is meditating on the Heavenly Book of Forgetting Love. If she does not wake her up, she may actually complete the Heavenly Book of Forgetting Love in one retreat. Sir, is there any good way in the literary and Taoist tradition that can be done without hurting her? Wake her up when she's in a bad state?"

There are also ways in the spiritual practice world to awaken people in retreat.

For example, the Yaochi magic weapon "Geng Le" that once awakened Lin Su slowly woke him up with the gentle and gentle sound of dripping water.

However, An Ye is someone who never relies on magic weapons, and she does not have such magic weapons.

We can only place our hope on Lin Su.

Lin Su is a man of literature, the first of the five arts, and always has some wonderful magical powers.

Lin Su pondered for a while: "Then I'll tell her with the sound of the flute that I'm coming!"

The sound of the flute?

Dark night's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Green Yi talked about his flute!

When he was discussing Taoism in Qinglian, he played an incredible piece of music, which helped him cross the current, and finally climbed to the top of Qinglian Taoist platform, becoming the first master of Qinglian.

During the battle against White Deer Academy, he played this wonderful piece of music again. Lu Yi had heard it with his own ears in Xishan at that time. The beauty of this piece of music surpassed all imagination.

Today, in order to wake up Zhang Yiyu, he planned to blow it again.

I finally have this ear blessing in the dark night.

I had to listen carefully to see how legendary this flute is.

Lin Su held his hands together and held a Xiaoyao flute in his palm...

When facing secular people, he uses an ordinary bamboo flute, but today on the spiritual path, he uses a Xiaoyao flute.

The sound of the flute rises to the sky...

"Folk Song is Like Spring River Water" performed with Xiaoyao flute with the power of literature and art, the sound is clearer and full of meaning than playing with ordinary bamboo flute. As soon as the flute sounds, the fog in front of the cliff is swept away...

The sun shines directly down through the top of the mountain, and the mouth of the dark night immediately becomes an O shape...

She had thought countless times about what his flute would look like, and how it would fascinate all the talented girls...

Today, she heard it with her own ears. She didn't know where she was for a moment. For the first time, there was no spiritual path in her heart. There was no Siguo Cliff that looked like a tomb. There was only a green spring river. They followed the waves, The breeze blows, the clothes are flying, there are no worries in the world, there are only her and him in the world...

An Ye felt that her heart followed the sound of the flute and could no longer be separated.

She also felt that if she were in retreat at the moment, with the sound of such a flute, she would definitely exit the retreat.

However, when the song ended, An Ye's eyes slowly opened, and he was surprised to see that Zhang Yiyu in front of him did not open his eyes.

Oh my god, I didn’t even resist it, but you, Zhang Xiaoniangpi, actually resisted it...

Lin Su looked at the sky, the ground, the dark night, Zhang Yiyu, and slapped her forehead: "I know! She has never heard of this song, so she doesn't know I'm here. I'll change It’s the first song she’s ever heard.”

Lin Su performed "Folk Songs Are Like Spring Rivers" three times, once at Qinglian on Taoism, once at Wen Zhan Bailu Academy, and once at Ye Hai. Zhang Yiyu was not present at all of them.

Okay, I'll play a song I played for you once...

An Ye's calm state of mind just slipped away again...

besides?

So what are you waiting for?

Whether Zhang Xiaoniang wakes up or not, let’s talk about it separately. The key is that I want to hear it...

Lin Su Xiaoyao plays the flute together and plays "Night on the Grassland" again!

Along with this classic folk song, the night was over again. She had just been rafting on the Spring River. At this moment, she stepped into the prairie and missed him while facing the moon. She sighed deep in her heart, I can't do it anymore, I am being played by him. If it's broken, I will never be able to enter the spiritual path again. I will only pull him into my heart and rub him hard. After sighing, I will let go of everything and let his music take her to swim on the prairie.

During this song, Lin Su sensitively noticed that Zhang Yiyu's eyelashes moved...

There is a door!

He blew harder and became more emotional. Zhang Yiyu's hair was floating a little. Maybe it wasn't her heart that was floating, but the grassland night created by the music, which brought a real spring breeze...

Unfortunately, when the music ended, Zhang Yiyu still didn't wake up.

Lin Su and An Ye stared at each other, a little confused for a moment...

Does this method really work?

Lin Su was actually a little unsure.

There is a treatment method for vegetative people in modern society called emotional calling, which involves letting the loved ones who care about you most call and talk in your ears, and talk about topics that make people feel the most. Over time, at some point, vegetative people can wake up.

However, this is not the same thing as practicing in seclusion.

Who can guarantee that this method of emotional communication will be effective?

"I still don't believe it!" Lin Su said: "I will sing a love song, the most beautiful love song, and it will make you feel numb..."

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong, the surroundings were quiet...

Lin Su raised his head and saw An Ye's eyes, somewhat resentful...