sbdcsierra Chapter 110 Lin Yi: I thought it was normal at that time (Extra)
Chapter 110 Lin Yi: I thought it was normal at that time (Extra)
As the New Year was approaching, Ni Fang and Lin Yi returned to Chenjia Village to celebrate the New Year.
The two did not mention what had happened to them, but Ni's father and mother, as well as Lin's father and mother could still see some vicissitudes of life in their tired eyes.
Ni Kuan had grown a lot taller and was old enough to go to school. The strange thing was that he was afraid of Ni Fang but not Lin Yi. He even kept pestering Lin Yi, sometimes asking Brother Lin to accompany him to go bird hunting, and sometimes asking Brother Lin to teach him how to ice skating.
Ni Fang naturally disagreed with Ni Kuan dragging Lin Yi along to play around. Lin Yi's body was very fragile now, and if he got bumped in the snow, it would be no joke.
Lin Yi, however, had an idea. He wrapped himself up into a chubby ball and wanted to teach Ni Kuan how to ice skate.
When Ni Fang found out, they had already run two miles away, so she naturally wouldn't chase after them, even though Lin Yi still had the twin bells hanging on his waist. She only asked Lin Yi afterwards why he tortured his body, and Lin Yi just smiled and said, Kuan'er looks like you.
He couldn't resist that similar face.
More importantly, Ni Fang had never expressed such a strong desire to him like Kuan Er did. He always felt that Ni Fang seemed to be much older than him.
Sometimes he would get too obsessed and wonder, in Nifang's eyes, is there really any difference between him and Kuan'er?
After a few days, he put aside this issue because the New Year was over and Ni Fang was going to take him away again.
Ni Fang said that after the first month of the year, it would be best to head south so that you could see the sea in the spring.
Lin Yi followed Ni Fang to see the mountains and rivers.
When Lin Yi was 27 years old, Luo Haisheng came out of seclusion and not only successfully advanced to the middle stage of the Golden Core, but also successfully took over the position of the head of the Liuyun Sect.
It is reasonable for both of them to go over and congratulate.
However, Ni Fang felt that she and Lin Yi were not suitable to appear in formal occasions, so she wrote a letter to inform Luo Haisheng in advance and made an appointment to meet in front of the waterfall on the back mountain of Yunzhong Peak.
Yunzhong Peak is steep. Although it is not midwinter, the temperature is still frighteningly low. Lin Yi was once again wrapped up like a dumpling by the cold wind.
"Congratulations to Master Buwang for coming out of seclusion." Lin Yi gave him two identical gifts.
Luo Haisheng led the two to sit down in front of the stone table. He looked at Lin Yi for a long time, as if he was regretful. Finally, he said sadly, "I have comprehended a truth during this retreat."
"I have been practicing Master's ruthlessness, hoping to eliminate my obsessions through my own practice and achieve a state of tranquility and inaction. During this retreat, I discovered that things in the world are not as simple as I thought. Just like this cup of tea, you have to pick it up before you can put it down."
"It's the same with obsession. Only when there is obsession can one see through it. Love, hate, anger, and delusion are not wrong. It's just that people in the world haven't seen through them yet."
Ni Fang heard that these words were quite similar to Yun Xiaoyao's amorous way, and at the moment she could only sigh that Luo Haisheng had finally walked out of Yun Tianming's ruthless way.
"Lin Yi," Luo Haisheng called his name softly, just like he had led him into Yunzhong Peak twenty years ago, "Have you figured out your obsession?"
Lin Yi just smiled and said, "I am no longer a cultivator. I am in the mortal world, so there is no question of understanding and letting go."
Luo Haisheng didn't say anything else. Since Lin Yi no longer cared about the people and things in Yunzhong Peak, why should he trap himself in the past?
After leaving Liuyun Sect, Ni Fang and Lin Yi moved to another place to live. In the spring of the second year, Lin Yi's health became worse and worse. He kept coughing up blood from time to time. Yan Lan came to see him once or twice and said that his body was beginning to decline from the inside and could only be nurtured with magic herbs. It was impossible for him to recover.
When Lin Yi coughs, he will put his fist against his chin. He will frown only when it hurts a lot. Normally, he acts calm and composed.
Ni Fang knew that Lin Yi was very able to endure pain.
When Yanlan came for the third time, she left her and Chenxiang's wedding invitation to Nifang. Nifang smiled and asked her why she wanted to get married so early.
Yan Lan looked at Lin Yi, then at Ni Fang, and said that things in the world are unpredictable, and she wanted to take advantage of the good times to do what she wanted to do.
The day they actually got married was early autumn, and Lin Yi also wanted to go and see it. Ni Fang thought that a trip to Yaozong would be too much of a trek, so she simply used her sword energy to carve out a wheelchair for Lin Yi, and pushed him as soon as they got off the spirit boat.
As guests, the two watched the entire wedding of Yanlan and Chenxiang.
Jingyi kept crying. She drank a lot of wine, but she still felt bad. When others asked her about it, she just said that her two good sisters were no longer in Liuyun Sect, and she was alone.
But after the guests left, Jingyi held the wine glass in the moonlight and said to herself, "I could have seen them get married..."
After the wedding, Lin Yi and Ni Fang stayed in Yaozong for some more time, and several good friends accompanied Lin Yi to celebrate his 30th birthday.
After his 30th birthday, Lin Yi felt, without anyone reminding him, that his health was getting worse and worse, like rusty bronze or rotten wood, emitting a dead aura from the inside out.
He felt that time was passing too fast, and he still had a lot of things to do. Even if he wanted to do anything, he seemed very powerless. But he still spent several days weaving a sword tassel for Ni Fang.
Blue thousand knots.
The Han Guang Sword has no scabbard, so the tassel is tied next to the hilt. When the hilt is swung, the tassel swings in the wind, which looks very beautiful.
Seeing that he was taking the medicine, Ni Fang became more and more strict, and almost every day she would personally watch him drink up the medicine. Lin Yi knew that this medicine would not help him now. With his broken body, even if the Golden Immortal came, he could only shake his head and say that he was powerless.
But he would still drink it all, just to reassure her.
Ni Fang lived in fear throughout that winter, but fortunately Lin Yi worked hard and managed to make it through the new year.
On this day, the peach blossoms were in full bloom in spring. Early in the morning, Lin Yi suddenly had an urge to drag Ni Fang to see the peach blossoms.
Seeing his excited expression, Ni Jin felt a little sad, "Then let's go see the peach blossoms together."
This peach blossom forest was specially cultivated by Yao Zong. The flowers are particularly beautiful, and when you are among them, it feels like you are surrounded by pink clouds.
Lin Yi sat on the stone, holding onto the tree trunk. A few peach blossoms fluttered down into his palm, and he reached out and gently grasped them.
Ni Fang sat down next to him, feeling his head resting gently on her shoulder. She held his hand and whispered, "Are you tired?"
"Yes, there are some. Just let me lean on you for a while."
After Lin Yi finished speaking, he fell silent again.
Ni Fang listened to his increasingly heavy breathing and felt a pang of fear in her heart, "What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll ask the kitchen staff to make it for you."
Lin Yi shook his head gently. "Let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow. Today, let's just talk about today, okay?"
"it is good."
"I'm going to ask you a question, and you're not allowed to get angry."
"Okay, just ask."
"Have you known me for a long time?" He felt a little tired, and took a deep breath before continuing, "People in Zen Buddhism always like to talk about reincarnation and the interconnected cause and effect in the world. I always think about what you said and did. Why is the longevity pill you gave to Mr. Fang far more effective than ordinary longevity pills, and why did you give it to him in my name? I was trapped in the Broken Love Powder, and I thought I fell in love with Yun Mengyao, but you clearly believed it more than I did. After my legs were injured, you warned me that I might have difficulty walking in the future, but I clearly remember that you didn't know how to practice medicine."
Ni Fang had always known that Lin Yi was intelligent, but she had never expected him to be so insightful, and to be able to guess about 70 percent of the information by piecing together the facts.
He guessed it, but kept it in his heart.
It was not until the last moment of his life that he tentatively asked.
"If this is really reincarnation, then I must have done a lot of bad things in my previous life, right?"
Ni Fang gently hugged him and told him the most gentle part of the truth, "It's not reincarnation, and it's not your fault. It was me. I thought I knew the future, so I mistook you for someone else. When I realized it later, it was too late. You can only blame the sky above your head. It's too close to us, so close that it makes it hard to breathe."
Lin Yi touched his chest, feeling the demon seed rising and falling with his heartbeat, "Then in the next life, don't mistake me for someone else," he shook his head again, "Forget it, let's not talk about the next life. You love freedom the most, but you've been trapped by my side. This is not good."
Lin Yi felt a pain all over his body, as if someone was pulling at his life, which would break at the slightest touch. "I'm so tired, I want to sleep for a while, can you sing a song for me?"
Ni Fang could sing very few songs, but she was deeply impressed by the few lines hummed by Fu Hongling.
"When I went there, the willow trees were swaying."
"Today I come to think, it is raining and snowing."
Peach blossoms fell all over them.
Ni Fang didn't stop until she could no longer hear Lin Yi's breathing. She raised her hand and touched her cheek. She didn't know when, but tears were streaming down her face.
After Lin Yi died, Ni Fang buried him in Chenjia Village.
After much thought, she still felt that Chenjia Village was the best.
Ni Fang completed the purchase of the coffin, burial and burial smoothly, but she was troubled when carving the tombstone. She bit the carving knife and thought over and over again how to write his short life.
Lin Yi has not yet formed the golden elixir, so he cannot be called a real person.
The name of Liuyun Sect is not useful, and Chenjia Village is too small.
She thought for a long time, and finally carved eight big characters neatly: Tomb of the Great Sword Immortal Lin Yi. Then she used a few strokes to write his short and eventful life.
Soaring into the sky, a rainbow pierces the sun, picking up and putting down, it is a world of its own.
At the end he wrote: The person who erected the monument was my close friend Ni Fang.
Before leaving, Ni Fang inserted the Changhong Sword diagonally next to the tombstone. Even if the owner passed away, the sword energy could still protect him from being disturbed.
She left alone with the Hanshui Sword, the blue tassel on the hilt fluttering.
After Lin Yi died, Mingming asked her that if she wanted to leave this world, she could leave at any time.
Ni Fang shook her head and said that she had not stayed in this world long enough.
She first took a walk around the academy. She had heard from Luan Cui a long time ago that one of her girls had passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer. She had been accompanying Lin Yi before and had no time to go and see him, but now she had plenty of time.
When they arrived in the capital, they found out that the person who passed the imperial examination was Mei Niang, the daughter of the former Magistrate Duan of Baishui Town. Ni Fang had some impression of her because Magistrate Duan had always treated her like a skinny horse, which made the child look like a weak willow in the wind when she looked at people.
When I saw it today, I found that it is very different from before.
"Mei Niang is not a very important name. I chose a new name for this exam, Wu Buping."
“That doesn’t seem to be a surname.”
"What the teacher said is correct, but since I want to choose a new name, I will not stick to the original surname. I just want it to suit my heart."
"Then I wish our new champion to eliminate all injustice in the world."
"Thank you, Master. Will you stay in the academy in the future?"
"It's hard to say. I want to find a place to practice in seclusion. I haven't practiced for many years. I'm afraid that my cultivation will regress in the future and I won't be able to become the number one in the world of immortal cultivation."
"Then I wish the commander a smooth passage."
Before leaving, Ni Fang took Ying Niang and other children with spiritual roots away. She planned to go into seclusion in Zixiao Sword Pavilion, and send Ying Niang and the others to Zixiao Sword Pavilion for some training.
Three years later, Ni Fang came out of Zixiao Sword Pavilion and advanced to the middle stage of Golden Core.
The first thing he did after coming out of seclusion was to go back to Chenjia Village to visit Lin Yi. Everything in front of Lin Yi's tomb was the same as yesterday, as if the three years had never happened to him.
In order to consolidate her heart of Taoism, Ni Fang took up her sword and entered the mortal world, and continued to do good deeds for many years. While walking in the mortal world, she found that many people who had no spiritual roots and did not know how to practice could also perform one or two moves of the "One Sword Technique".
She is not obsessed with this, but there are always some people who can remind her of Lin Yi.
When Ni Fang was forty years old, she received the news that Yan Lan had given birth to a child, so she went to Yaozong to spend time with her friend.
Yan Lan was pregnant for ten years. She was always worried about giving birth to an unhealthy child. Ni Fang often saw her tears.
It wasn't until the white porcelain baby was born that Yan Lan's heart settled back into her stomach.
When the child's little hand grasped Nifang's fingers, Nifang felt as if his soul was also grasped.
Ni Fang stayed in Yaozong for a few more years, preparing to go into seclusion to conceive a baby.
When she came out of seclusion at the age of fifty-five, she was the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator in two thousand years.
She never made it public, nor did she hold a baby-forming ceremony. Instead, she went deep into the Demon Realm alone, fought her way back and forth in the Demon Realm, and finally captured Ding Zhenghua and killed him with a single sword.
When he cut off his ghost hand, only four words popped up in Ni Fang's mind: That's all.
She brought the ghost hand all the way to Lin Yi's grave, but felt that she was causing trouble for no reason, so she simply burned the ghost hand on the spot.
After cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage, Ni Fang's cultivation became more and more smooth. The only thing that worried her was that her mortal friends and relatives were about to pass away.
She saw her parents off and watched Ni Kuan's grandson being born.
She used to visit Lin Yi every spring, then once every three years, and then once every ten years.
Years do not seem to be the best unit of measurement for Nascent Soul cultivators; hundreds or thousands of years may be more appropriate.
One night, she got drunk and danced with a sword under a peach tree with falling peach blossoms. When she put away the sword, she realized belatedly that the small sword tassel that Lin Yi had woven for her had broken because the silk thread was too old, and it was lost.
"Lin Yi, the sword tassel has fallen off."
She looked up at the bright moon and suddenly missed Lin Yi.
"Mate."
"Host, I am here."
"Let's move on to the next story."
"Okay, host, please wait."