On the clear and refreshing slopes, birds chirp and the fragrance of flowers greets you.
Wanxin's eyes never left Kellen. Kellen always dared not look at the gentle Wanxin in her arms. Looking far into the distance, she saw the green river stretching for thousands of miles, but thought of two figures. One was Elara, and the other was - Wanxin. No matter how Kellen thought about it, the two girls couldn't hold hands. If a choice were to be made between the two, who would be the answer left?
Is it Elara or Wanxin?
"Jinlang, what are you thinking about?" The sweet words, like orioles and sparrows, mingled with the fragrance of flowers, delicate and gentle, were a perfect match for such a romantic morning.
I'm not Jinlang... Kellen cried in her heart, but could never find a definite reason or evidence. If she tried to justify herself, Wanxin wouldn't believe it. If she were to speak, Wanxin would naturally be angry. When angry, wouldn't such a charming morning be a spectacle? How could one bear to spoil such a beautiful scene, such a beautiful sentiment?
After all, it's best not to do something bad.
Kellen thought for a moment and said, "I'll show you a set of swordsmanship. There are many mysteries in it that you can't understand. I'm sure you can explain them. How about you give me some advice?"
"Give me advice?" Wanxin looked very surprised and asked in astonishment, "The 'Sword Formation' is an ancient formation from the previous life, with the divine power to create the world. With such an escape from the tiger's mouth, Jinlang's swordsmanship and spiritual techniques must have reached a state of perfection long ago. I'm just a little girl, how dare I point fingers in front of you, a divine man? There are many mysteries that I would like to ask!"
"Ask me, ask what?" Kellen said in astonishment.
Wanxin smiled faintly and blushed at once, "It was you who protected me to rush out of the sword formation. I might have fainted from fright at that time and didn't exert the slightest strength. In the end, why are your clothes intact while mine are... But it's torn?" Blush on the cheeks.
Kellen was taken aback and said, "I'm strange too! This dress isn't mine, you see, not a single scratch, not even a seam. You can't take it off, and you can't change it either."
Wanxin took a closer look at Kellen's cloud-backed golden dress and was shocked that it was indeed strange that there was not a single seam! Then one can't help but wonder, "How did this dress come on?"
"Yeah? How did you put it on? I wonder, too." Kellen was also puzzled.
"There are all kinds of wonders in the world. I have seen many rare treasures in the world by my father Emperor and Jinlang, but this one of your treasures is magical. Could it be... Could it be that there was a spirit in the Golden Bone Shaping Pool that dressed you up?" Wanxin thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. For logically speaking, a garment without a seam could never be worn by a person. Unless the garment is not a garment and the man is not a man.
"Forget it. Don't think about this boring question. I'll show you this swordsmanship..." Kellen leapt a few feet into the air, and a golden sword with a brilliant golden glow suddenly lit up in his hand. Kellen was also puzzled by this layer. The fire sword, the water sword, and the golden sword that broke through the sword-raising array were quite perplexing.
The more perplexing and headache-inducing the problem, the less Kellen wants to. Throughout his life, he had more happy times and less troubled times. He paid no attention to all kinds of things in the world, and was naturally glad when he encountered good people and good deeds. When it comes to bad people and bad things, it's just a moment of excitement, and then it's as calm as water, never holding grudges. Don't be fooled by the fact that you've just escaped death in the sword formation, but you've already forgotten everything in your heart.
The light figure moves in the wind, and more than ten golden sword flowers dance gracefully, spiral and roll up and down. The variations of the sword moves are truly strange, and the various techniques cannot be achieved without the clone technique. Just the up-and-down dance, the sword shadow dragon in the middle, is not something that a single human figure can perform.
"Stop!" Seeing this, Wanxin shouted "Stop!" with an undisguised seriousness in her tone.
Kellen hurriedly drew her sword and asked with a burnt look, "Is the way wrong?"
"No!" That's right. Just... It's just that you shouldn't learn this swordsmanship." Wanxin mumbled in a daze, her expression scattered, as if recalling many past events.
"Shouldn't have learned? Why?" Kellen, puzzled, turned back onto the grass.
"Jinlang, do you remember what you said to me when I demonstrated this swordsmanship to you many years ago?" Wanxin looked at Kellen, her eyes deep and blank, as if she had really returned to the past. Looking at Kellen, who was also looking bewildered and sighing, she continued, "It seems you really don't remember. Then I'll tell you what you said to me, I'll tell you again, hoping that you can recall something to some extent.
Remember when you said... There is good and evil in the world, and gods and demons beyond the heavens. Good has its way, and evil has its way. It is the way of the divine that corrects the way of nirvana and attaining the right fruit. It is not so for the evil. The evil is lingering, and it is hard to achieve a good outcome. Even if one retreats, one must devote oneself to the practice of the right path in order to achieve the right outcome. On the contrary, if one falls into evil, one will end up in hell, suffering all kinds of hardships, and the consequences will naturally be unbearable.
This sword technique, which was passed down through generations of the Golden Spirit family, is called 'The Dragon Trap Technique'. After you demonstrated ten moves, I understood. After all, I'm more familiar with this swordsmanship than you are. But back then, you just looked at five of my moves and then abruptly stopped. I was terrified at that time. But what you said later was even more terrifying:
This is a magic sword!
A magic sword, how dreadful! If a person has a demonic nature, it is very difficult to get rid of it. My father is like this. You say: 'The Dragon Trap', what is the dragon? It is the auspicious beast of the nine heavens, the innocent faith of the people of the world, and the yearning of a protector of a good and happy life. It is no different from confining the happiness of the people, no different from confining the people's faith in truth, goodness and beauty.
Just think, without the protection of the auspicious divine beast dragon, who can guarantee their own happiness? So the dragon is the totem of the king, and of course it is hoped that the king, like the dragon, can have the supernatural powers of heaven and sea to protect the safety of all the people.
The "Dragon Trap Technique" has trapped the dragon, but if it's not a magic sword, then what? Such swordsmanship is not only forbidden for humans to practice, but even more so for demons! Once mastered, the consequences... You know the consequences too..." At this point, Wanxin couldn't help but think of her deceased father emperor and her second brother, and she was already in tears, deeply grieved.
Only then did Kellen realize and, without hesitation, go to Wanxin's side and gently bury her deep in her arms. "Don't cry, don't cry." She said.
Hearing Kellen's two words of consolation, Wanxin bit her crimson lower lip and actually laughed, "It's childish again. If you had come back before, I don't know how many kind words you would have given, but unfortunately you don't remember... Alas - I thought of a place, did you think of it?" In fact, Wanxin had thought of it earlier, but just waited for Jinlang to say it. But Jinlang never said it, impatient in his heart, and was the first to speak. But in the past, it was always Jinlang who spoke first.
"Where?" Kellen was overjoyed to see Wanxin suddenly cheerful.
Wanxin looked at Kellen's expression, listened to Kellen's question, and felt a bit gloomy, whispering softly: "There was the most beautiful scene of my life there, because there I met you... But you have already forgotten... All right, let's go!"
"Is that Kikuya?" Kellen was preoccupied with the Reincarnation Pill, otherwise she wouldn't have come to the Wood Spirit tribe with Wanxin. At this moment, Wanxin mentioned that she should have thought it was Mugu long ago, but, just looking at Wanxin's gloomy expression, it seemed... The place to go should not be Mu Gu, or perhaps has nothing to do with him at all!
The most beautiful scene of your life? Just how beautiful? Is it far from here? Will it delay the time to retrieve the Reincarnation pill to save the person? ... How beautiful is the most beautiful scene of a lifetime? I really want to see it.
Wanxin, with Kellen's hand, transformed into two golden shadows and vanished into the golden glow of the rising sun...