lcionline Chapter 302 Shut Up
Chapter 302 Shut Up
In the center of the Nine Peaks, towering swords stand in a forest, breaking through the clouds. The snow is white, the wind is cold, and the thousand-foot stone steps are like an endless road to immortality.
Every stone and every tree here is like a unique sword, with its own pride and spirituality. The thick snow covering them all year round cannot change their original nature.
Yun Ruyi braved the wind and snow, climbing up the stone steps one by one. Her clothes were thin and her hair was messy. Even though she had some cultivation, the skin on her face had turned pale from the cold.
Her long skirt fluttered, her rings and bracelets jingled, she looked up, her eyes quietly reflected on the sea of clouds, the vague and misty jade buildings, the ice palaces and the waterside pavilions.
She had walked this road hundreds of times.
Every time, she was alone.
She knew exactly what cracks and mosses were growing on each of the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.
The cracks are hidden in the dark and no one knows about them.
Just like her.
Just like the same path she has walked thousands of times.
Yun Ruyi slightly clenched her sleeves, her eyes drooped, and the wind passed silently.
For one person, to see one person, she seemed to have long lost the ability to struggle out of the huge web she had woven called "fate".
Suffocation, pain, despair.
Ever since she left, it seemed to have become the main theme of her life, until she could no longer bear it and paid with her life.
Now, she has another chance to start over.
She hasn't left yet, and she can still walk this road to see her again.
pretty good.
Even though she already knew the ending.
Knowing her personality and knowing that she wouldn't meet her, she felt it was fine.
"Junior Sister Yun, the Immortal Venerable has ordered that Jianfeng will not see any outer peak disciples before the inner sect competition. Junior Sister, please go back."
The disciples guarding the mountain are impartial and will not let anyone step out of line.
People at Jianfeng are like this, very methodical and methodical in every move.
Also the most unruly.
Even if the elders of the Elders' Pavilion came in person, they would only say this.
Yun Ruyi lowered her head and smiled bitterly.
Qianqian, Qianqian, do you understand? This is the difference between you and me.
You gave me a token of unimpeded passage, but on these countless mountain climbs, I was still blocked outside, time and again.
again and again.
Maybe you shouldn't turn back and carry me on the immortal path.
Maybe we shouldn't have met.
You shouldn't have saved me.
Suppressing the bitterness in her heart, Yun Ruyi calmed the emotions in her eyes, bowed to the mountain guarding disciples, and asked in a humble manner: "I... I just want to ask, is she, is she okay? Is she injured?"
The disciple guarding the mountain gave her a strange look, but since they were all from the same sect, he wasn't one to deliberately embarrass others, so he said, "No one at Jianfeng was injured. They are all in seclusion practicing. Please rest assured, Junior Sister Yun."
When Yun Ruyi heard Xin'an's answer, she thanked him and looked up at Kun Yaju where Jiang Liqian once lived. There was a glimmer in her eyes, but she did not stay for long and turned away.
Seeing her leave so lonely, the disciple guarding the mountain couldn't help but ask, "Would you like me to let you know you were here later?"
Yun Ruyi shook her head.
No need to.
No need.
That person no longer cares whether she has been there or not.
Never again.
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Jiang Liqian was brought back to Jianfeng by Immortal Qingzhi.
Her heart was clearly dead as ashes, but when she saw the scenery that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, every blade of grass, every brick and tile, and the snow that would never melt all over the mountains and fields, her heart still trembled and felt a sharp pain.
Jianfeng, her former home.
She thought there would be a home that would never abandon her and would always give her a place to stay and heal her wounds.
After reincarnation, life and death, she finally set foot on this land again.
Snow is beautiful, but snow is cold.
The sword edge is beautiful, but the sword edge has become an invisible sword. Whenever she thinks of it, it silently twists her heart.
Even though her heart was already bleeding and blurry.
The white-robed immortal who was walking slowly in front suddenly stopped and looked sideways at her: "Your heart is in turmoil.
"why."
It was clearly a question, but the tone was so indifferent that it seemed as if no words were spoken.
But Jiang Liqian understood what he meant.
Having followed him countless times in his previous life, he had already polished her into his most qualified disciple.
Following closely, his shadow.
Jiang Liqian hated this kind of "understanding", and also hated this sword peak.
This place is nothing compared to Zhenfeng, where the four seasons are distinct, and he is no match for Master Zhongdao, who is incredibly kind to her.
Trying hard to hide the hatred and anger in her heart, she lowered her head.
"I am a foolish disciple and do not understand what the master means."
Upon hearing this, Immortal Master Qingzhi showed no expression on his face. His cold and indifferent gaze did not even linger on Jiang Liqian for a moment, and he walked into Linglong Pavilion with an ice-carved jade building.
Jiang Liqian resisted to follow him in, but whether in terms of strength and status, or for the sake of her junior brother, she had to compromise.
As soon as I stepped into Yuxuan, I heard two familiar yet unfamiliar voices.
They called her.
"Sister."
In an instant, I dreamed back to my previous life.
The snowy peaks are freezing cold, the white flowers are in full bloom, swords are dancing by the lake, books are being copied at night, and snowflakes are falling on the alchemy furnace that has just been opened. The fragrance of the elixir is wafting in the air, blending with the freshly roasted monster meat, which smells sour, sweet, and strangely good.
Jingle bell, jingle bell.
The golden bells collide, and the jade stones become crisp.
My heart fell into an ice cave, and my whole body felt indescribably cold.
Jiang Liqian just felt as if she was falling down, to the bottomless depth, and would never stop.
So much so that she lost her composure and yelled, "Shut up! Shut up!"
She is not some senior sister.
She is not even their senior sister!
For eternity, forever and ever!!!
Both Xuan Ling and Jiang Huaizhou were frightened by Jiang Liqian's sudden anger, and their hearts trembled, and they felt an indescribable sense of grievance and sadness.
Jianfeng does not have a senior disciple. All of Jianfeng's disciples know who the Immortal Master has chosen to be the senior disciple. It may not be appropriate for them to call her like this outside, but in Jianfeng, it is almost a tacit fact.
It’s just that Jiang Liqian has not yet left the peak of the formation and reached the sword’s edge.
But, it's only a matter of time, isn't it?
Because of Jiang Liqian's roar, the noise in Linglongxuan was so deafening that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone looked at her at the same time, some were surprised, some were afraid, some were indifferent, and some were confused - but no one felt that they should not call her "Senior Sister".
It was as if this was her predetermined fate, which she could not break free from or escape.
It made her disgusted and secretly afraid.
No, no, Master will take her back. Master will not abandon her.
Never will!
"I'm not your eldest senior sister. Please follow the sect's rules from now on. Otherwise, I'm not someone you can easily mess with!" Jiang Liqian said this coldly. She walked past the crowd and stood in front of Immortal Qingzhi. She was not afraid at all that Immortal Qingzhi would punish her for this matter.
If it was a punishment, she would just want to have some peace and quiet.