Chapter 323: What is a sword

Xue Mu Shuangxiu has been very frequent and experienced, Yuan Yin has also come into contact with many, all levels, Qin Wuye was also a caver at the time, although her cave was not stable at that time, she should be considered top Got it...
It can be seen that consciousness still limits imagination. I have never thought that a person's primordial yin can contain such a huge pure aura. This time the tonic brought by double cultivation has directly stopped his practice for a period of time and grows whizzing. Until the state of mind is perfect.
This is because the Xingyue Double Cultivation Method is not about supplementing, but about long-term harmony and mutual benefit, so that's all for improvement. If it were to take supplementary skills, it might be possible to cross several levels at one time. Even if it is stuck at the threshold of the realm, the practice of the same level can be several times larger than others.
Even so, Xue Mu still felt that the gain he had received was too large, and that this state could not be pretentious and wasted.
No wonder Xue Qingqiu has not given it to him before, that is really considering him...
"Have you eaten?" Xue Qingqiu was still pressed by him on the deck, but his legs were still tightly bound to prevent him from moving: "It is a waste to tell you not to practice well."
"Uh..." Xue Mu wanted to quit with some embarrassment, but found that he could not retreat.
Xue Qingqiu said softly: "Don't go out, I like it to stay inside."
"Hey, idiot?" Xue Mu couldn't laugh or cry: "My profit is great, how about you? Is there any sign of recovery?"
"The injury is all right... the realm..." Xue Qingqiu was a little confused: "Your heavenly aura is good for me, but it only gets rid of the clutter of backlash, and the sense of heaven and human is still not found."
Xue Mu was silent. I also know why she is obsessed with not letting herself quit, because she is really a little worried, for fear that she will never be able to recover, and the passion with him can make her temporarily forget those.
He can only persuade: "Since it is beneficial, then we will double repair a few more times, maybe we can recover."
Xue Qingqiu pursed his lips: "Yes, but you are soft."
Xue Mu's heart was fierce when she looked at this kind of little woman's beauty, and teased him: "Have you ever studied Female Red?"
"No……"
"Have you heard of it? If the end of the thread is bent and can't pass through the eye of the needle, you can usually lick it straight."
"Puff..." Xue Qingqiu obviously understood such a defiled suggestion, and hammered his chest with a delicate hand: "Why don't you think of so many messy things, it's the ring and the needlework."
Xue Mu grinned with pain, and grabbed her hand: "You just lost the sense of heaven and earth, and your strength hasn't weakened in the slightest. You are actually murdering my husband..."
Holding hands like this, the four eyes facing each other, the atmosphere became more gentle. The two looked at each other. Xue Qingqiu quickly looked like water and said in a low voice, "I hope I will be like you for the rest of my life, without thinking about anything."
No need to think about anything, to be gentle, can only be a good wish.
Now it's just on the return journey, and the greater significance of double cultivation is for recovery, not for pleasure. Once the ship enters the sea and returns to China, they will face the changes caused by the Dao war.
Zongmen's previous development plan was only halfway through step by step, and he was about to face the changes abruptly. Xue Qingqiu knew that Xue Mu was going to have more headaches. But Xue Mu never blamed this, but said: "I can handle it."
At that moment, Xue Qingqiu really wanted to stay in his arms forever and never get up again. He was willing to conquer and lash out.
Xue Mu retired after all, Xue Qingqiu took a silk scarf and wiped him gently. The blood-colored plum blossoms on the white silk scarf made her look a little hot, and she was about to throw it away when she was snatched away by Xue Mu.
Seeing Xue Mu carefully stuffing the silk scarf into the ring, Xue Qingqiu was angry and funny: "How much do you have?"
Xue Mu said embarrassedly: "Not much...not much."
Xue Qingqiu didn't blame him, but put an index finger on his lips: "No matter how much you want..."
Xue Mu didn't speak any more, and the two dressed separately. Xue Qingqiu seemed to ask casually: "Are there anyone who Mu Jianli?"
Xue Mu paused and answered simply: "Yes."
"Does this incident also affect your relationship with Mu Jianli?"
Xue Mu felt melancholy in his voice: "Sooner or later, I can't get around. I hope...I can see each other in the future."
At this moment, what was in his mind was the lingering sadness in Mu Jianli's eyes before he left. He wanted to make a cherished voice, but choked in his throat with unspeakable sadness.
No matter how you think that feelings are just one's own business, one cannot escape the influence of other factors after all. The closest lives of the two sides fight each other, each aiming at killing each other, then it is impossible for them to get around this hurdle no matter how they get along. The saddest thing is that, no matter how you look at it, there is no possibility that both parties will agree.
When she fell in love, the pure girl really didn't think about so much. Looking back at this time, it can only be said that the person she fell in love with should not be Xue Mu from the beginning.
Just like Xue Mu's practice of neon clothes and Zhuo Yihang, there will never be a happy ending.
Lin Wuya knew that his apprentice and Xue Mu were entangled, but never interfered. Did he also see this? He knew that the apprentice would eventually be separated from Xue Mu, and then... he chose to forget and walked on the same path as himself.
"You will forget, no matter who the other party is." As early as when the apprentice asked for advice, he saw this day.
This was determined by Lin Wuya, but it was not what Mu Jianli wanted.
She really didn't want to forget, she really wanted to stay with Xue Mu.
Unfortunately, when they arrived at the ice field and saw Lin Wuya and Xue Qingqiu surrounded by a bunch of people, Mu Jianli knew that it was time for him to separate from Xue Mu. She must protect Master from leaving, and must take on the next sect duties. Since then, the mountains are thousands of miles away, the sky is high and the water is long, and it is very likely that Xue Mu will be separated from each other.
There is even a great possibility...will be an enemy.
Xue Mu always felt that it was illusory to get her, and Lin Wuya also felt that she would forget it sooner or later, everyone knows, only she doesn't know...
"Master, blame it?" Lin Wuya and his apprentice walked on the mountain road one after another. He felt the sparkle of his apprentice's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and his voice was softer than ever.
Mu Jianli took a deep breath: "Master and Sect Master Xue have grievances at the front, and Xue Mu and I are entangled with each other. I cannot blame Master."
Lin Wuya said again: "Then do you blame Xue Mu for deliberately hooking you up?"
Mu Jianli was silent for a while, and whispered: "That's my own choice."
"Yes. So you got it, now you can forget it."
"No." Mu Jianli replied calmly: "The disciples don't have to forget."
"If you don't forget, why do you ask?"
"Only sword is the way, but what is a sword?" Mu Jianli said lightly: "Feiguang is a sword, body is a sword, heart is a sword, bone is a sword... Why is love not a sword?"
Lin Wuya stopped abruptly.
However, Mu Jianli slowly continued: "This world is misty and rainy, and there is so much red dust, where is not a sword!"