Chapter 571: Time flies by and beauty grows old
Green Mountain, Yilian Temple.
The mountains are continuous, the forest is green, a strong wind blows, and the waves of the green sea rise with white mist, just like a fairyland.
"Brother Lin, our sect is in front of you."
Luan Chun showed Lin Shan the way, and the girl beside him, Xiao Yao, jumped up and down and had a great time playing on the clouds.
Although Lin Shan is currently at the Golden Core stage, according to the practice of the cultivation world, Luan Chun should be called senior, but Lin Shan is nostalgic, so he should just call her senior.
This time I came to Yilian Temple to visit the long-lost Protector Yan.
Before departure.
Lin Shan deliberately left Brother Ji behind so that he could take care of his Kun Cult, with the help of the pig-headed monster.
The combined combat power of these two is not bad, and coupled with Qian Bu and the Geng Jin formation, it is enough to block most threats.
Jin Yaofeng has no worries for the time being.
Over the Green Mountain.
Luan Chun took him under a community of temples. The long mountain steps lead from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, giving him a sense of pilgrimage.
At the entrance of the temple, there was an old woman with silver hair, her eyes were cloudy, muttering to herself, and a long black lotus staff on her lap.
"Master!"
Xiao Yao was filled with joy, and he immediately threw himself on the old woman, hanging like a koala under her neck, laughing and joking.
"Sister Hongchun."
Luan Chun said hello and briefly introduced Lin Shan.
This old woman was Protector Yan's personal bodyguard back then. She participated in the Great Song Dynasty's War between Evil and Evil. Like Lin Shan, she was once an envoy of the Demonic Cult in the foundation-building period.
Now, more than eighty years have passed, I am old, my life is approaching, my teeth are about to fall out, and I just guard the mountain gate and bask in the sun every day.
A few days ago, my apprentice Xiao Yao was lost. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he was approaching old age and could do nothing.
Now I see Luan Chun brought back, her old face blooming like a chrysanthemum.
"Hey, hey, ho, ho, ho, ho."
She glanced at Lin Shan and felt a little familiar. Because it was so long ago, she couldn't recognize it, so she could only look at it stupidly.
After Luan Chun introduced it, it took me a long time to recall it.
"Lin, Linshan, oh, you are still so young"
She nodded and started teasing her apprentice Xiao Yao again.
Lin Shan had a slight impression of this person, and after a few polite greetings, he and Luan Chun crossed the threshold and entered the temple.
The temple is deep and dark, with sandalwood lingering in the air.
Moss green tiles, wells rough grinding.
Most of the disciples who could be seen occasionally were sitting cross-legged and meditating quietly, walking in the corridor under the eaves and chanting sutras.
This place seems to be a pure land that ignores the disturbances from the outside world. It seems out of place under the high-intensity fighting in the demonic kingdom.
Passing through the nine-curved corridor, there is a bamboo path leading to the deepest part.
A woman in black robe sat alone.
There was a harp on her lap, engraved with a pair of orioles. When her fingers plucked the strings, the two birds seemed to come to life.
The sound of the piano lingers sadly, whispering the pain of separation and lovesickness.
It's hard to imagine how much hardship and hatred a woman has to go through to grow up to this point after fighting and training in the devil's mortal world since she was a child.
She could have had a solid arm to lean on.
But it's a pity that the trust is not human.
After all, everything has to depend on herself. She has her own inheritance to continue and her own ideals to preserve.
"Master."
Luan Chun spoke softly, waking up the man who had been playing the piano without rest.
“Zheng~”
The bare hands with finger gloves paused, and then pressed the trembling strings with both hands.
Stop the sound slowly.
She turned around and raised her head. Her brows were still so heroic, with a soul-stirring evil aura, and her red lips were still enchanting, as bright and beautiful as fire.
However, there are some wrinkles from time on the forehead and corners of the eyes.
"Yan Protector"
Lin Shan couldn't help himself. Seeing this Bole again, he felt a mixture of sadness and joy, and was full of emotions.
An old friend of the Song Dynasty, Zhang Lao died, Zuo Zhenren passed away, and the only thing left was Yan Yuanchun who took him across the ocean and lived in a foreign country.
Everything about Yichuan is as vivid as yesterday.
The singing and dancing at Yan Chun Tower, the charming and charming brothel madam with a hand-held fan, the ruthless demon guardian of the Black Lotus Sect on the battlefield, and the last glimpse of the separation and separation between the two armies in the Lu State General Forum.
She is old!
Time has no solution, and no matter how charming a woman is, she cannot withstand the passage of time.
Huang Xianshi's dragon appears in the vast mountains, lakes and seas, pursuing some unknown secret.
He left her alone year after year, guarding the empty house, missing you and looking forward to it.
Who has not been a young girl with her skirt up and her eyes down, giving herself a lot of money?
Youth is waiting hard, time is fleeting, and she is dragged into an old woman!
She has been waiting all her life, and there are thousands of horse hooves outside the door, but it is a pity that this and the past are not the years of his return!
"Lin Shan, it's you."
Protector Yan recognized him at a glance, and his tone was inexplicably kind, showing his concern for the younger generation.
Luan Chun hadn't seen his master smile for a long time. This was the first time in many years.
"Junior Lin Shan, please see Protector Yan!"
Lin Shan strode forward, held the disciple's bow and knelt down respectfully, unable to conceal his excitement.
Protector Yan smiled calmly and gently held his arm. Luan Chun brought him a stone bench from behind and stood behind Protector Yan.
"After so many years, you are still as young as you were then."
Protector Yan is the best at nostalgic. When he sees him, he recalls many past events. His eyes inadvertently glance into the distance, and his profile is still so beautiful under the bamboo shadow.
This was the young man who impressed her most deeply at first. She had even thought of betrothing Luan Chun to him. It was obvious that she held him in high esteem.
The battle between good and evil was dangerous, and no matter how urgent it was, he was sent to the rear to avoid disasters. All kinds of support are self-evident.
Not only is he the leader of the Black Lotus Sect, he is also one of the most important noble people in his growth process!
Lin Shan sat down, enjoying the rare peace and tranquility, and chatted with his elders about home affairs.
He compiled all his stories over the years and told them to her and Luan Chun. Some of the thrilling parts also made the two of them feel the same.
Protector Yan also told him what he had experienced over the years. In the fierce competition in the demonic kingdom, every step was equally frightening and extremely dangerous.
Although the two are not called masters and disciples, they have a deep bond.
She was his only supporter in the Black Lotus Sect when he was weak, and Luan Chun was also his only friend by his side at that time.
When talking about the arrogant girl back then, Luan Chun couldn't help but shyly hit his master on the shoulder. Lin Shan and Protector Yan looked at each other and smiled.
The long-lost feeling made his wandering heart seem to have found a home, which was the tranquility of the harbor and the laughter of relatives and friends.
It wasn't until Master Huang Xian was mentioned that the atmosphere began to change from relaxed to dull.
Master Huang Xian has been missing for too long.
Although the soul lamp was still on, no news came back for such a long time, as if he didn't know that there was a wife far away who was worried about him every day.
I don’t know where I am, I don’t know what I am busy with.
This old man is like a mystery. He has no idea what he is chasing all day long. He is obviously involved but still wants to get involved, leaving his wife to work alone in a foreign country without caring.
"He may have compelling reasons and difficulties, or he may be trapped in one place, or he may have important ideals and missions." Protector Yan's eyes were filled with tears, and he felt sad for the first time.
Luan Chun also gritted her teeth angrily. She had no good impression of the old man and felt unworthy of her master.
A woman's youth is so short and her flowering period is so short. How can she withstand such consumption?
It's just that she may have seen that her master was very lovesick and couldn't bear to rub salt into the wound, or maybe she had fought against him before, but to no avail, she could only stomp in vain behind Protector Yan's back, with extremely distressed face on her face.
Lin Shan also sighed a few times. He had long seen that Master Huang Xian was unreliable.
However, there is one thing to say: this old man had followed me for more than ten years under a disguised identity, and he could not be fake in secretly protecting Protector Yan, which could also prove that he had extremely deep feelings.
If he deliberately abandoned his wife, it was absolutely impossible. It was probably because he was delayed by something more important.
Especially since Lin Shan and Master Huang Xian have a summoning contract, they can vaguely sense that this old boy is still alive.
But if you want to summon it to understand the situation, you must upgrade the summoning flag to a teleportation treasure through the enhancement panel.
After breaking through the middle stage of the golden elixir and strengthening his natal soul treasure, he still has 74 points of ancient charm left in his body.
It can really help with this matter!
But if it’s just to relieve Protector Yan’s lovesickness, it would be a bit wasteful
After all, if Master Huang Xian doesn't come back, it means something important is involved. Even if he summons him back, he will probably have to leave, and he won't be able to fulfill Protector Yan's wish to stay together.
And he is not a saint. The remaining ancient charm is his confidence to walk in the world of cultivation, and it is also the guarantee for his future breakthrough.
Don't waste it carelessly.
Friendship is friendship, one code is another code, and the essence cannot be solved. It is best not to force the situation.
Protector Yan wept for a long time, calmed down, and played a guzheng song. This was her way of suppressing her inner feelings.
"The old ghost will come back naturally when he wants to come back. Just let nature take its course and wait. Let's not talk about unhappy things."
"You must have made your own plans when you came to Chu this time, and I probably heard about it."
"Did you create the Kun Cult in Jiuyao Peak?"
Lin Shan's establishment of the Kun Sect is no longer a secret. It has been widely circulated in the cultivation world in southeastern Chu and has been placed on the desks of the heads of various families.
Everyone also has an intuitive impression of the combat power of the leader of the Kun Sect. He is a fierce warrior who can storm the mountain gate alone!
Such people are rare in the world of cultivation, and every one of them is a famous person.
Luan Chun and Xiao Yao were with him that day, so others also speculated that the leader of Kun Cult had some connection with Yi Lian Temple.
"Yes, but the details are a bit different from those reported by the outside world."
"Kun Sect is my role as the spokesperson for my friends. After everything is settled here, I will still focus on Xun Gu Sect of Lu State."
"When I first arrived in the Demon Country, I was unfamiliar with everything, so I wanted to join forces with you to develop a career together!"
Lin Shan was ambitious when he said this. He wanted to establish an organization similar to the size of the Lujiang League, which could bring him considerable benefits. By echoing each other from afar, good and evil could take all!
At the same time, he talked about Brother Chicken, the pig-headed monster, and the current situation of Kun Sect.
But Protector Yan just nodded lightly and had no special opinion. He bluntly told him that it was not convenient for Yilian Temple to enter the game.
"I know you are young and energetic, enterprising, hard-working, and have great ambitions, but I have entered an old age and I can't help you."
"Just protecting the disciples and inheritance under my command, and maintaining the tranquility of this pure land, is already exhausting and it is difficult to continue to torment the outside world."
"There are internal and external troubles, and there are no successors, so we can't escape."
"Love is bound by thousands of knots, and I long for my husband every day, but I have no intention of caring about him."
Protector Yan is old and has been firmly pinned by the forces under her command, becoming a shackle and burden to her.
The branch of the Black Lotus Sect has a long heritage. Since it was defeated and turned underground a thousand years ago, it has never left the Song Dynasty and has continued with difficulty.
The exercises are only suitable for women, so only female cultivators are recruited.
In the world of demonic cultivation, they are simply tempting grapes!
If you can capture them all, whether you use them as cauldrons for yourself, sell them, or rent them out, they will be precious and scarce wealth!
The surrounding forces were all targeting her, which had already made it difficult for her.
Even if he comes from a top sect and now possesses the strength of the late Golden Core, he is still unable to focus on both ends.
It would be good to be able to hold on to one-third of an acre of land. Let alone help Lin Shan expand the territory, there is no spare time!
Just based on the fact that the Jiuyao Peak Rong soldiers kidnapped Xiao Yao, it can be seen that the Yilian Temple is now being targeted everywhere, with countless pairs of eyes staring at it.
People in the devil's path are like hungry wolves and perverts, they want to bite off a piece of meat every moment, but they have no mercy!
"I have already entered the world, left the world, and re-entered the world. No fighting, no fighting, no distractions."
"Some things are destined by God, and I, a weak woman, cannot change them. It's like having to shoulder the heavy responsibility of inheriting a line of blood when you are born."
"If there is no more ties, what I want more is to find Lao Huang, even if I can do a little bit to help him, no matter how small a favor."
Lin Shan was silent.
He had thought too well before.
Protector Yan had his feet locked by the masters and forces in Luling Mountain, and he didn't even have the time to find Master Huang Xian, so why would he have to help him fight all day long?
It seems that this time we can only reminisce about the past.
Realizing Protector Yan's helplessness, he could no longer force himself.
Protector Yan is a real hard-working person.
"Do you know what fate is?"
She closed her eyes, pious and sacred, with hundreds of years of understanding of this life.
Lin Shan vaguely felt that Protector Yan was a little different at this moment.
"I used to feel that my fate was up to me."
"If the egg is broken from the outside, it is food; if it is broken from the inside, it is life."
"Being broken from the outside is pressure, and being broken from the inside is rebirth."
"It's a long road, no matter what year it is, how can I become an immortal without fighting for the rest of my life!"
As she talked to herself, leaves fell in the bamboo forest. It turned out that there was a strong wind.
"Now, looking back on the past, I realize."
"Even if we were reborn back then, we were still food, at the bottom of the food chain."
"An egg will always be an egg. Without the noble bloodline of the true spirit, it can only do nothing. The same is true for people. Without top-notch opportunities, it will be difficult to predict the blessings and misfortune."
"Buddha said, this is the Saha world, see suffering, suffering"
Fallen leaves were flying all over the sky, and this moment was a bit melodious.
Lin Shan was shocked!
It's hard to believe that a heroic woman who was once so heroic and unparalleled as a woman is now drifting with the tide as times have changed.
She lost her enterprising spirit, which was caused by the cruel pressure of the cultivation world and the heavy burden on her shoulders.
She is old!
This elder could protect his subordinates from wind and rain before, but now he can't help himself at all.
The sound of the piano sounded, echoing the desolate and fragile heart of a female nun who pretended to be strong.
Lin Shan resigned silently.
Before leaving, he left behind a storage magic weapon, which he obtained from the protector of the Black Lotus Cult in Southern Border of the Great Song Dynasty. The foreign minister was a black lotus.
Inside are some of my own thoughts.
I don’t know when it was dark.
The stars are shining.
The moonlight shines on the bamboo forest, and the shadows on the ground are swaying.
Luan Chun was stunned for a long time and did not move, but Lin Shan had already left.
How could Protector Yan fail to see his disciple’s intentions?
I have resigned myself to my old age, but some people still want to fight for their last youth!
"Idiot, if you want to go, just let him go!"
"Master!"
The black lotus storage magic weapon was photographed from the air and delivered to her hand.
At this moment, master and disciple are facing each other.
(End of chapter)