bsp;The twelfth lunar month, after the heavy snow.
Gong Yan’er was sitting on the second floor of the pavilion wearing a fur coat. There was a stove in the pavilion. Gong Yan’er was holding a warm wine glass and looked towards the back garden! The entire Meng family residence is here, and you can just look over the back garden wall to see the figure sitting cross-legged by the lake. The figure has been covered by snow and remains motionless, like a snowman.
“Yi Qiu.” Gong Yan’er felt a little distressed, “I am already invincible in the world. I could cut the void with one sword sixteen years ago. I will practice for a long time in the future. Why do I have to practice so hard?”
Although it hurts.
But Gong Yaner also had all kinds of feelings in her heart. Although Qin Yun let her live in this house, she never got the title, not to mention the title of wife, not even the title of concubine!
“I know that he has always been resentful towards me because I caused him to be poisoned and even caused his master to be killed. And I also used him in the past. These are all his problems.” Gong Yan’er knew very well that if If she hadn’t had children, she probably wouldn’t have been allowed to move in.
“No matter what, he is very good to Huan’er, and he is also very polite to me.” Gong Yan’er said silently.
Although I have no status.
Can be Meng Yiqiu’s only woman! The mother of Meng Yiqiu’s son ‘Meng Huan’, Gong Yaner is still very influential. No matter the Chu royal family, the Zhoushan Sword Sect, or all the major forces in the world, they dare not offend Fairy Haitang.
“There is also Huan’er. Huan’er seems to be hesitant and not decisive enough towards the one named Tantai Yun. That’s right, she is the first woman Huan’er likes after all.” Gong Yan’er’s thoughts are mainly about Qin Yun’s body, seven points are on his son’s body.
And at this moment——
In another part of the Meng family residence.
“Sister Zhong, Sister Zhong.” Meng Huan rushed to Zhong Lin’s residence.
“Xiao Huan.” Zhong Lin, wearing a snow-white cloak, walked out of the study and said with a smile, “Why did you think of coming to see me in this snowy day?”
Meng Huan walked up to Zhong Lin, making Zhong Lin feel a little embarrassed.
“Sister Zhong, will you be my wife?” Meng Huan said, his voice trembling a little.
Zhong Lin’s body trembled and she couldn’t help but look up at Meng Huan.
The two looked at each other.
“Xiao Huan…” Zhong Lin felt like her head was exploding and she was dizzy.
“Aren’t you willing?” Meng Huan was nervous. He had obviously overthought it.
When Zhong Lin heard this, she reacted and shook her head repeatedly.
Meng Huan was stunned.
“I do, I do.” Zhong Lin cried with joy as she continued to speak.
For more than half a year, Zhong Lin’s mood has been ups and downs. First, Meng Huan was devastated, and then she accompanied her, and the two gradually became close. But later, it was said that Tantaiyun was ill, and Meng Huan also went to visit. The contact with Tantaiyun has not been broken. Meng Huan also seemed to hate himself very much and had been struggling for a long time. Zhong Lin just stayed with her silently. She didn’t want to put pressure on Meng Huan.
What Meng Huan said today made Zhong Lin unable to help crying with joy.
In the study room.
Meng Huan and Zhong Lin leaned together and talked. After Meng Huan made the decision, he felt extremely relaxed.
“I will talk to my mother about our affairs later, and my mother will definitely agree.” Meng Huan said, “My father has been practicing in seclusion for several months, and he is probably going to be released from seclusion soon. My father must give his approval for me to get married.”
“Yes.” Zhong Lin was a little worried, “Will Uncle Meng be very strict?”
“My dad is very good to me, don’t worry, don’t be afraid.” Meng Huan said with a smile.
Zhong Lin nodded.
“Huh.” Meng Huan suddenly stood up, “I’m going out to practice sword practice.”
“Okay.” Zhong Lin smiled and walked with her to the corridor, watching Meng Huan enter the yard and practice sword practice on the snow.
Meng Huan felt sweet in her heart at the moment, and felt relaxed after making the decision.
Using the “Frost Sword Diagram”, unlike Qin Yun who has absolute control over his heart like an ice mirror, Meng Huan’s swordsmanship is even more unconstrained! Suddenly there were sword auras crisscrossing the surroundings, whistling in the courtyard, and their power obviously increased. Even the sword auras contained cold air, causing frost to condense in the air.
“Is this?” Zhong Lin was extremely surprised, “Sword Intent? Has Xiao Huan mastered Sword Intent?”
……
An hour later, Meng Huan and Zhong Lin went to see Gong Yaner.
“What, Huan’er, you have mastered the sword intention?” Gong Yan’er was extremely excited.
“Frost Sword Intention.” Meng Huan nodded. After many years of practice, he finally mastered the Sword Intent, and he felt a sense of accomplishment.
“Great, great.” Gong Yan’er was filled with joy. Even if he was the son number one on the divine list, mastering the sword’s will depended on his own understanding.
Meng Huan practiced swordplay with Qin Yun when he was six years old.
I have loved swordsmanship since I was a child! From morning to night every day, most of my mind is on the sword, and I don’t even like talking to others.
In the later stages, I could write no more than ten sentences a day. Qin Yun and Gong Yan’er were both worried, so Qin Yun forced Meng Huan to go out and find work. Judging from Qin Yun’s eyes – Huan’er’s talent was still extremely high! And since he was a child, he has always watched Qin Yun practice swordsmanship.
He practices swordplay obsessively every day. By the age of eighteen, Meng Huan’s swordsmanship foundation is extremely solid.
Nearly four years have passed.
Meng Huan finally mastered the sword intention!
“One more thing, I want to marry Sister Zhong.” Meng Huan looked at her mother Gong Yan’er and said, Zhong Lin was also blushing beside her.
Gong Yaner is not surprised at all. If her son wants to marry Tantaiyun, she might stop him. But Zhong Lin? She was quite satisfied.
As for family background?
Does Meng Yiqiu’s son need to care about the other person’s family background when marrying him?
Anyway, no matter how good your background is, you are not as good as your own!
“Of course I agree.” Gong Yaner smiled and said, “But your father must agree to this. Don’t worry, your father will be out of prison soon.”
“Okay.” Meng Huan nodded.
Meng Huan began to wait expectantly, and it would be the Chinese New Year.
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The ninth day of the first lunar month.
Qin Yun, who had long been transformed into a sculpture by the lake, still had a warm body, and the ‘sword way’ in his heart had been fully formed.
“Huh.”
The snow and ice on his body were instantly annihilated.
Qin Yun’s body was clean without a trace of dust. He opened his eyes.
“Boom~~~”
With oneself as the center, the entire thirty-mile radius is within the induction. This is a brand new realm of Tao!
“Get up.” Qin Yun said softly.
Suddenly countless sword qi appeared in the back garden, and the incomparably clever combination of millions of sword qi formed a huge “Sword World” that enveloped the entire back garden. Moreover, each combination of these sword energies is extremely exquisite, linking one link after another, forming a cycle of its own, endless. Even if a level like the God of War ‘Li Ruji’ falls in, Qin Yun can just rely on the world of swords to trap him to death.
“This is my current swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is so perfect that it can even become a world of its own.” Qin Yun smiled.
The swordsmanship in this world has been perfected by generations of outstanding people over a long period of time. The level of “exquisiteness” far exceeds that of the hometown, let alone the rough fighting in ancient times.
Qin Yun absorbed it and integrated it.
Because of the exquisite combination, they all form the world of swords!
“You can do this as soon as you enter the Tao.” Qin Yun stood up and instantly pulled out the frost sword from his waist.
“Open!”
The Frost Sword passed across the top of the lake, cutting a dark crack in the void. The crack was about ten feet long and two feet wide at its widest point. If a practitioner forced his way in, he could still get in along the widest part.
Feeling the strong calling coming from the dark cracks, Qin Yun looked calmly and then showed a slight smile.
“No rush, no rush, wait for the fifty years to expire! Before the hundred-year dream ends, go in and take a look.” Qin Yun secretly said, “Watch the Broken Void Sky rising and where it will go.”
I got the wooden carving of the statue of Amitabha, and the mysterious message I got was that I would wake up when the time limit expires, and I would wake up if I died.
Going through so much.
Qin Yun increasingly believes that the world he experiences should be real.
If it is really a ‘dream’, it can only be said that Amitabha Buddha is too powerful.
If it were true, Qin Yun would be very interested in the place where the world breaks apart and the void sky rises.