About a year away, there are still more than 40 days left.

It was less than two months, and Lin Yun didn't have much time. Apart from cultivating the Dragon and Phoenix Sword of World Destruction to stabilize his cultivation, he spent all his exercises on the practice of Tian 36.

He learned from the previous experience, not just practicing swords, but finding a new way to practice calligraphy.

Use pen as sword and ink as painting!

Between the strokes, the road is free!

In the boundless sea of ??clouds, a mountain peak stands in it, and the stone pavilion on the top of the mountain is like floating in the sea of ??clouds, like a fairyland.

There are qin sounds floating in the four directions, just like the sound of the flute, and there are only a few incessant sounds.

The crisp and melodious sound of the piano is like a mountain spring, hitting the gravel constantly.

The sound of the piano is like a stream, which makes people feel melodious, as if watching all the beauty on the mountains and rivers with the sound.

The piano player is naturally Su Ziyao. She is dressed in a white shirt, with peerless elegance and beauty, with or without the appearance of God.

But the ten fingers that are as white as jade, between plucking the strings, have an indescribable tenderness.

She was playing the piano in the pavilion, while Lin Yun practiced calligraphy in front of her. The sky was thirty-six. Every stroke makes people feel swaying, majestic and clean.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped.

However, the ink was almost exhausted, so she stepped forward to study the ink quietly, with a serious expression and gentle movements.

From time to time, I watch Lin Yun practice calligraphy, but he does not speak and never disturb Lin Yun.

The two have been like this for more than half a month, and she has been practicing calligraphy by Lin Yun's side. Occasionally talk to him, but more often, he plays the piano without saying a word.

Lin Yun held a writing brush and looked at the words "Heaven" on the paper, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

He found a very strange thing. He practiced for half a month, but the words he wrote were not as natural as the first time he wrote them.

The word "Heaven" written in front of Jian Jingtian is truly unrestrained and unrestrained.

The word right now, no matter how beautifully written, is full of deliberate stacking.

It's like dancing a sword in a cage, how can you talk about happiness.

"Ziyao, your piano sound is a little messy today, are you worried?"

Lin Yun put down the pen, looked at Su Ziyao who was beside him, held the other's hand and smiled.

"Xiao Linzi, do you remember what I told you when you went back to find Tang Jing?" Su Ziyao looked into his eyes and said softly.

"Naturally remember."

Lin Yun sighed in her heart, what she said was, you must come back alive, I have something to tell you.

But that was never said.

Lin Yun guessed something, but the other party didn't say anything, so he didn't ask.

"I..." Su Ziyao hesitated before speaking, her eyes were full of autumn water, like jade.

Lin Yun smiled, took her in his arms, and put his hands in front of her.

"I actually know that you have given unimaginable courage to wait for me in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect for so long. But after all, you are from the Emperor Xuan Palace, and after all, it is impossible for you to accompany me to the Sword Sect. I know this in my heart. ...that's fine for me."

Lin Yun knew that she was uncomfortable, so he couldn't say it, so he said it for her.

Su Ziyao looked back at him, then turned around, and came to the desk to look at the word "Heavenly" written by Lin Yun.

"You have been writing this word for half a month, but you are still not satisfied. Can you tell me why? In my opinion, this word is actually enough to write. Thirty strokes, each of which is vigorous and powerful, and each Pens are capable of penetrating paper and quilt, with a sense of freedom and freedom."

Su Ziyao looked at it and said softly.

"I think it's too deliberate, like dancing a sword in a cage. The more carefree it is, the more ridiculous it looks."

Lin Yun smiled helplessly and said truthfully.

"I see...."

Su Ziyao paused, then said: "But have you ever thought that things in this world may be so ridiculous. Everyone is like a bird in a cage, but some people have bigger cages and some people have smaller cages. Just a little."

Lin Yun was slightly startled when he heard the words, he had never thought about this.

Su Ziyao continued: "But in fact, this cage doesn't exist, it's just that my heart is trapped. Just like your senior brother Fu Yun, can he break the cage even if he walks out of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect? He obviously didn't. This cage, however, still slashed with a sword, and the sword wounded Tian Xuanzi.”

Lin Yun was suddenly enlightened, as if he had been empowered, and his mind was full of buzzing sounds.

This...how did he think about this!

"Zi Yao, you are so smart."

Lin Yun looked at the other party with a happy face, and couldn't help kissing the other party's mouth again.

Su Ziyao couldn't poke her hand, her eyebrows glared at Lin Yun's eyes, and she said with a smile, "I see, you are really smart, and you just want to take advantage of me, then I won't talk anymore."

"Hahaha!"

Lin Yun laughed: "Have you found it?"

"You still laugh, don't laugh, you laugh so proudly every time." Su Ziyao said angrily.

Lin Yun touched her face and said, "If you are sincere, how can I be unhappy."

"Xiao Linzi, I'm leaving tomorrow." Su Ziyao said softly with a soft expression.

Lin Yun was stunned and said involuntarily, "So fast?"

"Time flies really fast, a year has passed in the blink of an eye." Su Ziyao said softly, since she formally contacted him in the name of Luo Hua, time has passed so quickly.

"You come with me!"

Su Ziyao turned around, moved in the air, and finally entered the sea of ????clouds.

Lin Yun woke up and quickly followed.

The two shuttled through the clouds, the layers of clouds, like overlapping peaks, were untied one by one, and the pavilion under the cloud gradually appeared.

After a while, Su Ziyao landed in front of a quiet courtyard, and the night came quietly without knowing when.

Lin Yun looked up and saw that Su Ziyao had lived here for nearly a year.

"Do you remember the night I left Qingyunzong many years ago?"

Su Ziyao asked suddenly.

"Naturally remember." Lin Yun nodded.

"You say you remember, but you don't really remember. I have to test you."

Su Ziyao's face suddenly changed, a sword flew out of her sleeve, and was quickly grabbed by her palm.

call out!

Before Lin Yun woke up, the other party roared with a sword like the wind, accompanied by the sound of running water.

The sword light bloomed like a moonlight, filling the hut in front of the courtyard.

Lin Yun recognized it at a glance. This was the Liufeng swordsmanship, the first swordsmanship he had officially mastered in Qingyunzong.

The past came with the wind, and scenes appeared in front of him.

Lin Yun didn't have time to think about it, but the funeral flower came out of its sheath and greeted it with a sword.

Gather water into a stream, rush like the wind!

The sword lights collided, and the moonlight shone down, covering both of them with a layer of soft radiance. The scene under the moonlight many years ago seems to overlap with the current picture, but now the knot has been resolved.

The two fought against each other with the flow of wind swordsmanship, dancing with the sword, the blue and white interlaced, and the sword shadow was scorching.

In the blink of an eye, the two faced more than ten moves with the flow of wind swordsmanship.

Gather swords!

Gather swords!

Lin Yun and Su Ziyao displayed this sword at the same time, and the gust of wind blew up, and the sword spun wildly under the palms of the two of them, stirring the boundless moonlight, as if endless snowflakes were flying.

Back to the light!

Back to the light!

With the deepening of the artistic conception of swordsmanship, the swordsmanship on both of them reached an extremely terrifying level.

In an instant, the sky was filled with the afterimages of the two of them. The sword and the sword collided, sparks scattered, and a crisp and continuous sonorous sound erupted.

The wind blows without a trace!

The two of them displayed the last sword of the streamer sword technique, and the two sword styles crossed each other like a consonance.

At the staggered moment, the two swords collided, and a dazzling sword light erupted. For a time, this sword light was more dazzling than the wave of the bright moon, illuminating the night that was falling down like a dream.

"You really remember."

Su Ziyao turned around quietly and said softly.

"How to forget."

Lin Yun responded, how could he forget this sword of love, he paused and said sadly, "But if every time I use this sword, it's the day of parting, then I'd rather forget it."

Su Ziyao said softly, "But there will always be a falling flower season to meet you again. Next time, you will come to me, right?"

Lin Yun was slightly startled, knowing that this was a promise.

"Will do."

he said solemnly.

Su Ziyao smiled, then turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

When he was about to be admitted to the hospital, he suddenly stopped, turned around and raised his brows lightly, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "It seems that you are falsely proud, not really proud, you have to come after me!"

thump! thump!

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and then his heart skipped a beat.

Su Ziyao suddenly saw a flower in front of her eyes, and Lin Yun disappeared in front of her strangely, and she couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

I was frightened, so I couldn't help laughing, Xiao Linzi is really cute.

But when she turned around, she was surprised to find that Lin Yun had appeared in the courtyard at some point.

Looking at each other, Lin Yun smiled softly: "Ziyao, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Su Ziyao really laughed now, the man was proud, it was really scary, this speed... was faster than running for his life.

"If you fight with people, you have such a speed, who in the world is your enemy with a sword." Su Ziyao said rather angrily.

Then, as if he didn't see him, he walked directly to the back room.

Lin Yun smiled and naturally followed quickly.

Long nights are long, spring nights are short.

When the morning sun broke the next day, Lin Yun was woken up by the sun shining through the window on his bed. He opened his eyes, a little tired, but he was too tired last night.

Lin Yun turned his body on the pillow, but found that Su Ziyao had woken up at some point.

"Go get dressed." Su Ziyao looked lazy, but still urged Lin Yun.

"No, you wear it first, I won't look at it." Lin Yun blinked and smiled.

Su Ziyao was surprised to believe him, and smiled: "There are people in the yard, are you sure you want me to get up first?"

"Anyone here?"

Lin Yun was a little surprised, but at a very fast speed, he nodded and said, "I'll go."

Immediately put on clothes, wash carefully, push the door and go out.

The moment he looked up, he saw a familiar figure in the courtyard. It was a bald man with a handsome face, who was drinking wine leisurely.

Chaoyang, fine wine, handsome monk.

This picture is quite why, but it falls on this person, but it is sacred and flawless, as if there is a holy light.

Lin Yun recognized the person, stepped forward immediately, and said happily, "Liu Shang, long time no see."

The person here is Gongzi Liujing!

After counting the time, the two of them hadn't seen each other for almost three years, and Lin Yun was naturally delighted and excited.

"Long time no see, Lin Yun."

Liu Sheng was stunned, with a warm smile on his face.

Lin Yun stepped forward and sat down. In the storage bag, he took out the dragon wine and quickly filled it up.

The liu is addicted to wine like his life, and when he sees the wine, he immediately forgets all his troubles and sorrows.

"Good wine!"

Liu Sheng drank it all in one gulp, and suddenly laughed heartily.

"Where's Ziyao?" Liu Sheng only remembered the business and asked.

Lin Yun replied casually, "I'm changing clothes inside."

The smile on Liu Shang's face froze immediately, the wine was sweet, but it was bitter in the mouth, and the sound of heartbreak all flowed into it.

He remembered again the fear of being dominated by Lin Yun in the Daqin Palace back then.

I want to cry!

After a while, Liu Shan really cried, and he said fiercely with a crying voice: "If it weren't for the monk, I would have stomped you with a knife!"

[Last night I wrote and fell asleep again. I dreamed that someone was cutting me with a 40-meter knife in the morning, and I woke up instantly... Brothers, don't cut me. 】