Reunion (3)
Feng Shao didn’t expect to see someone using Flowing Fire Sword Art in this place.
But what surprised him even more was that the Qingying Sword, which had been missing for many years, appeared here.
Flowing Fire Sword Art is one of the Eighteen Sword Arts of the Taiwei Sect.
Before Feng Shao became a disciple, there were only thirteen sword arts left in the original Eighteen Sword Arts of the Taiwei Sect.
Later, when Feng Shao was studying swordsmanship under Xiao Ruoyao’s guidance, with Xiao Ruoyao’s help, he deduced the last five sword arts using the fragments of the sword art that remain, so that the missing five sword arts can be reproduced in the world.
And Flowing Fire Sword Art is one of them.
As for Qingying Sword, it is a long sword forged by Feng Shao himself.
In the early stage of the Taiwei Sect’s development, a weapon refining pavilion did not exist in the sect.
Feng Shao painstakingly learned the method of weapon refining, so that the junior brothers and sisters in the sect have weapons to use.And this Qingying Sword is one of them.
The Qingying Sword, as the name suggests, is the long sword that Feng Shao forged for Li Qingying! Li Qingying has been missing for more than five years since the upheaval of the Taiwei Sect, and her whereabouts are still unknown.
Now that her long sword suddenly appeared here, how could it not be surprising?
Feng Shao looked at the girl wearing a black veil with disbelief, and asked in a trembling tone, “You… are you junior sister Li Qingying?”
When the girl suddenly heard the name “Li Qingying,” her mind suddenly exploded like thunder, and various scenes kept replaying in her mind.
There are scenes of practicing swords, sitting in meditation, reading ancient books, and traveling down the mountain. These scenes appeared in her mind from time to time before, but every time, she couldn’t see the faces of the people around her clearly. But this time, she finally saw clearly.
Not only could she see clearly, but she also remembered their names.
“Senior sister, senior brother Cao, senior brother Gao, third junior sister…”
The girl murmured, and the once extremely familiar voice echoed in her ears.
“Second junior sister, you can’t pick this herb like this, or it will damage the roots. You can watch how I do it first…”
“Junior sister Li, you have practiced this sword art very proficiently, but there is still a lack of flexibility in the subtleties of your moves. Come, let me teach you how to perform this style…”
“Junior sister Li, come on this trip down the mountain as well! Cultivation is not about always being in seclusion, sometimes you need to go out more…”
“Junior sister Li, I named this sword ‘Qingying Sword.’ From now on, this is your sword. My ability is limited, and I can only forge a long sword of this level right now, but I may be able to forge a better one for you in the future.”
The girl felt more and more pain in her head, but what made her more concerned was the uncontrollable emotions constantly pounding her mind. Tears flowed out of her eyes unconsciously, and her eyes were wide open, full of bewilderment. ᚱ𝘢ƝọBЁṩ
“Who am I? Who am I?”
The girl murmured, holding her head in agony. Faintly, anxious calls sounded in her ears.
“Junior sister Li! Junior sister Li!”
Amidst the non-stop calls, the girl only felt more and more pain in her brain, and the pain gradually blurred her consciousness. But she still tried to keep herself awake, because she found that some memories buried deep in her heart were slowly emerging!
Remember! She wants to remember! She must remember!
The girl screamed in pain uncontrollably, and blood came out of her red and tender lips that she just bit. The pain in her brain was like being split by an axe, but her eyes became brighter and brighter, and those vague memories became clearer and clearer.
The girl let out another scream and fell to her knees.
She was trembling all over, sweating profusely, her face was pale, and her breathing was short of breath.
She raised her head slowly, looked at Feng Shao with a concerned face, and asked tremblingly, “You… you are senior brother Feng? Are you my senior brother Feng?”
Feng Shao’s eyes turned red suddenly. He suppressed his excitement, and said softly, “It’s me, senior brother is here!”
The girl cried out and threw herself into Feng Shao’s arms.
“I remembered! I remembered everything! My name is Li Qingying, and I am a disciple of Taiwei Sect! My master is Du Yuanxi, my senior sister is Han Biyun, and my junior sister is Lu Qingyuan. And you, you! You are the big brother of all of us! You are Feng Shao! Senior brother Feng Shao! I remembered it! I remembered it all!”
Li Qingying cried loudly, with excitement and grievance in her voice.
It has been five years, and she has lived in a muddled state every day for the past five years.
She doesn’t know who she is, where she came from, and what she wants to do.
She is eager to find her own memory, and even more eager to find the people she lost.
Now, someone she considered a family member finally appeared in front of her, and the strength she had worked so hard to maintain for the past five years collapsed in an instant.
She cried unscrupulously, like a lost child who finally found her parents. At this moment, for her, Feng Shao’s embrace is the warmest sanctuary in the world.
Feng Shao hugged Li Qingying gently, with mixed feelings in his heart.
All the disciples of the Taiwei Sect of that generation were raised by him. For him, every junior brother and sister, no matter how they grow up, the youthful image of when they first went up the mountain has never dissipated in his memory.
At this moment, he remembered the scene when Li Qingying became a disciple.
At that time, he was already someone who handled the affairs of the sect, while Li Qingying was just a seven or eight-year-old girl.
At that time, Li Qingying suddenly came to a strange place, feeling both the novelty and fear of everything around her.
She dared not speak to anyone, nor even raise her head.
It was Feng Shao and Han Biyun who continued to connect with her before Li Qingying gradually opened her heart.
Li Qingying cried for a long, long time. It was as if she wanted to vent all the grievances accumulated in her heart for the past five years. And Feng Shao comforted her very patiently, without any trace of impatience on his face.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Qingying’s crying slowly stopped. After venting her emotions, a shyness surged in her heart. After all, it’s too embarrassing for someone so old to cry like this in the arms of her senior brother.
She silently withdrew from Feng Shao’s embrace, and said sullenly, “Senior brother Feng, did I just lose face and embarrass myself?”
Feng Shao smiled, “Actually, in my heart, you are no different from the little girl who just entered the sect at the beginning. What is there to be shy in front of me? I am the senior brother of all of you!”
Li Qingying felt sweet in her heart. Yes, Feng Shao will always be their senior brother, the person who will protect them unconditionally no matter what.
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