IS Chapter 163

Go.

As a mount.

Go to see whom?

——See Little Su. Interesting, Little Su.

After seeing Little Su, will we have to see Little Shen, and after seeing Little Shen, will we have to see Little Pei? The human realm isn’t large, but there are quite a few characters.

“Brother Su.” Li Yuan smiled slightly, greeting Su Yizhen warmly.

“Brother Yuan, long time no see.” Su Yizhen, upon seeing him, also wore a gentle and pleasant expression.

This greeting didn’t seem like one between sword cultivators. There was no one around the small courtyard in the mountains. Ye Zhuo looked around, then directly drew his sword: “Come.”

According to their previous custom, Ye Zhuo suppressed his cultivation to the same level as Su Yizhen, discussing the Dao with swords.

The sound of swords echoed distantly, the wind whispered softly. The Second Elder of the Sword Sect closed his eyes, listening to the wind, revealing a knowing smile.

Li Yuan also watched the swordplay. Little Su’s sword had become brighter and more cheerful, learning from Ye Zhuo in every way, without any attachments. Oh, in the words of those Buddhist cultivators, it’s called having no obstacles in the heart. After all, he had been instilled with a tiny bit of that.

Ye Zhuo’s sword was so light, so fast, resolutely pure. One sword after another, repelling ghosts and gods, illuminating his face. Twenty years.

This time, Su Yizhen withstood nine thousand moves.

Sword intent was clear, sword heart was pure, capable of questioning the supreme sword path. Ye Zhuo calmly sheathed his sword: “Not bad.”

Su Yizhen returned his sword to its scabbard, his gentle face glowing with vitality. He looked at Ye Zhuo seriously, a smile on his face: “Palace Master Ye, your sword has already reached the realm of harmony between man and nature. Yizhen sincerely congratulates you.”

“Since you’re congratulating, how can it be empty-handed?” Li Yuan casually folded his arms, leaning against a tree, his gaze indicating the table, “Brother Su, Second Palace Master, why not come over for a drink?”

Under the starry sky, peach blossom wine and snacks were laid out under the tree, some that Palace Master Ye would eat, and some that he liked. Su Yizhen blushed slightly: “Brother Li Yuan is as considerate as ever.”

Li Yuan chuckled lightly, sitting down and pouring wine. Of course he was considerate. Little Su liked light wine, but Ye Zhuo preferred strong liquor. Little Su had his own pot of wine, while he and Ye Zhuo had another.

Ye Zhuo’s gaze fell on the Great Mystery Sword.

The hidden cracks in the sword body had disappeared without anyone noticing, and the meteor crystal had returned to its clear state.

Ye Zhuo had seen the Great Yao Meteor Crystal at the Sword Casting Shed long ago, but he knew that this was not his sword. As expected, this was Little Su’s sword. The arising and ceasing of fate all had their reasons.

Ye Zhuo: “Have you figured it out?”

“Yes, I’ve figured it out.” Su Yizhen stroked the sword body, “I didn’t figure it out in the mountains, but in the mortal world. When I went down the mountain, Palace Master Wei Sheng gave me a token, asking me to look after the Qiongfu Porridge Shop for him, so I went.”

The hot potato left by Yin Ye had been passed around and finally sent out by Wei Sheng Xian, the Daoist cultivator’s schemes are so deep.

“For half a year, the winter was harsh, and the people in the human world were struggling. The porridge shop had stored grain, and I followed them everywhere to provide relief to the people. Walking during the day, comprehending the sword at night.” As he spoke, Su Yizhen pursed his lips and smiled: “Palace Master Ye, don’t laugh at me, I was originally an orphan rescued by my master during the wars in the mortal world. Now I can help others, perhaps it is the cycle of fate that has finally made me understand what I should do.”

Three pages without a sword, but Ye Zhuo rarely showed impatience, anyway, sword cultivators always led back to the sword in the end, no matter what they said.

Su Yizhen: “I saw many things, Palace Master Ye. After a snowfall, the rich are still alive, but the poor may already be dead. In the wilderness, those with swords plunder those without swords, and in the alleys, those with power oppress those without power. It’s like holding a sword and killing people.”

“But sometimes, the rich also help the poor, those with swords also protect those without swords, and the emperor, possessing all under heaven, dispatches resources to all directions, such power also protects many people. It’s also like holding a sword and saving people.”

“Therefore, Palace Master Ye, are food and shelter also swords? Are power and wealth also swords? Are benevolence, righteousness, morality also swords? Is everything that some people have and others don’t, some people are weak and others are strong, all swords? Such things are too dangerous, there will always be people in the world who die by the sword, making me feel terrified from the bottom of my heart.”

“Holding a sword, killing people and saving people, is all in a single thought. So you once told me that the sword is a killing weapon, and Brother Li Yuan also told me that the sword is a ruler.” Su Yizhen looked at them seriously, “Palace Master Ye, Brother Li Yuan, I have been in the mountains since I was a child, focusing on practicing the sword, but now I finally understand what the word ‘sword’ truly means.”

A fallen petal floated onto the sword scabbard, Ye Zhuo gently brushed it away.

“Feel it’s dangerous,” the icy voice was as light as a brushstroke, “Don’t put it down?”

Su Yizhen’s gaze was burning: “The sword is too dangerous, therefore, I must hold the sword in my hand even tighter. The Red Dust Sword Immortal is right, disciples of the immortal sect should enter the world to cultivate. If the world has no Dao, then I have Dao. My Dao may not be the best, but at least it won’t be worse than those people.”

“Therefore, while my heart can still control my sword, and my sword can still carry out my Dao, I must practice the sword more, do more things, reach a higher realm, and help more people I can help—Palace Master Ye, is my thinking right?”

After pondering for half a year, he didn’t want to cultivate immortality, but wanted to be a great hero.

Ye Zhuo: “If you think it’s right, then it is.”

Su Yizhen: “Then what do you think, Palace Master Ye?”

Ye Zhuo directly poured out the things from his storage ring, spreading several jade slips in front of Su Yizhen, and opening a box of books.

“This is—”

“The Illusory Sword Manor’s cultivation methods and sword techniques,” Ye Zhuo said, “I heard that you no longer use the Upper Purity sword techniques, if you’re interested, you can take a look at this.”

That half of his own sword technique was originally also thrown in there, but was stolen by the Black Dragon on the way.

Su Yizhen: “This is an entire lineage’s inheritance, I—”

Ye Zhuo: “If you’re not interested, just keep it, and give it away to someone who catches your eye in the future. In short, I’m entrusting it to you.”

Su Yizhen was stunned, and finally, nodded solemnly at Ye Zhuo: “Palace Master Ye, I will learn them one by one and spread them.”

Ye Zhuo said that the Upper Purity sword techniques were also not bad, so there was no need to forget them completely.

Su Yizhen lowered his eyes for a long time, and said seriously, “I have remembered it.”

“Palace Master Ye,” Su Yizhen said, “That small half of the sword meridian has now been completely refined and entered my heart.”

Ye Zhuo: “The other half of the sword meridian is under the waterfall in the Sword Casting Valley, you can dig it out and comprehend it as well.”

Su Yizhen shook his head.

“It’s enough.” Su Yizhen stood up and solemnly performed the full disciple’s salute to Ye Zhuo.

“Palace Master Ye, since I left the mountain, I haven’t done anything, but Palace Master Ye, Brother Li Yuan, Brother Sword Immortal, and Palace Master Wei Sheng, Senior Swordsmith, are all teaching me, all helping me. Yizhen has no way to repay you, I will definitely remember the things you have taught me, practice my own sword, and walk the Dao in my heart.”

Ye Zhuo said: “Take care.”

Su Yizhen stood in place for a long time, watching that red-clothed figure disappear into the mountain night mist.

He suddenly shouted urgently: “Brother Li Yuan!”

Li Yuan turned his head and saw Su Yizhen frowning, looking at Ye Zhuo’s back with unease, and then at himself. Seeing that someone cared, Li Yuan actually felt warmth for Ye Zhuo.

“Don’t worry.” Li Yuan said.

Su Yizhen finally nodded. Li Yuan turned back and walked into the distance with Ye Zhuo.

Green mountains lined both sides, and they unknowingly arrived at a town in the human world. Li Yuan took Ye Zhuo’s hand, the surrounding markets were quiet, and the moonlight cast their two shadows on the road.

Some of the houses were dilapidated, some were brand new. Just like in the human world, some people were happy, and some were sad.

“What Little Su said really sounds like enlightened words,” Li Yuan said, “There are swords in the immortal Dao, fighting endlessly, there are swords in the human world, and wars never cease. As long as there are still swords in the world, there will definitely be people who die by the sword, so grievances and disputes will never end. Until one day, there are no swords in the world. What do you think, Palace Master Ye?”

Just now he was talking like a great hero, and now he was talking even more like a sage. Ye Zhuo said: “Whatever you want.”

He didn’t even praise him, even though he praised Little Su. Li Yuan: “Therefore, some people practice the sword, but it is so that they can put down the sword one day.”

“When that day comes, why put down the sword?” Ye Zhuo said, “Originally, there is no sword in hand.”

Li Yuan: “There’s a bit of a Buddhist cultivator vibe in your words.”

Ye Zhuo glanced at him faintly.

“Then what about you? Ye Zhuo,” Li Yuan said, “You once said that the sword is a killing weapon, what is the sword now?”

“Dragon scale.”

“Are you really returning to simplicity like this?”

“No.” Ye Zhuo led him forward slowly, saying, “Arguing about the Dao is tiring, I don’t like it.”

Li Yuan suddenly smiled.

“What are you laughing at?”

“I remembered a sentence you said to me a long time ago.”

Ye Zhuo: “What did I say?”

“You said that I speak in a literary way, making it difficult to understand.” Li Yuan said, “Ye Zhuo, you’re really interesting. Sometimes you make me feel like you’ve changed a lot, and sometimes I feel like you haven’t changed at all.” Like sword moves that change in thousands of ways, in the end it’s still that one sword.

“Changed into what? They’re all small matters.” Ye Zhuo said, “The way you talk now is also difficult to understand.”

“Is that so?” Li Yuan reflected for a moment, deciding to kiss Ye Zhuo anyway.

Ye Zhuo said that he didn’t want to walk anymore.

“Tired?” Li Yuan reached out and touched his forehead, “Then let’s not walk, I’ll carry you.”

Little Su said that walking in the mortal world was very nice, so they stayed in an inn in the town, which could also be considered walking in the mortal world. Actually, Ye Zhuo had also passed through the human world before, but his baleful aura was heavy, and mortals were always afraid of him, avoiding him from afar, so he didn’t stay.

But Li Yuan got along very well with mortals, and the innkeeper even smiled and gave them plum-flavored tea.

Just an ordinary small inn. The light of the lamp was dim, and everything was very quiet.

Even the things from Illusory Sword Manor had been handed over to someone with affinity. Ye Zhuo thought about it, all the things had been done. Faster than he thought. He didn’t know what to do next. Why wasn’t the fifteenth of August coming faster? Dragon Li Yuan put him on the bed and kissed him again.

Did this kind of dragon just like to stir up trouble? Even if he wasn’t allowed to touch, he still had to find a way to make trouble.

In the end, Ye Zhuo was exhausted, and leaned against Li Yuan’s chest. Li Yuan hugged him, wanting to rub against him everywhere. Ye Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he kissed him inch by inch.

Ye Zhuo reached out, wanting to push him away, but his fingers stopped on the dragon’s cheek, which was still passable.

“Ye Zhuo.” Li Yuan suddenly said, “I don’t want to argue about the Dao with you.”

The deep, dark dragon pupils became a little round. Li Yuan looked at him without blinking, in his eyes and in his words, there was a little bit of warm, starlight-like smile: “I just want to talk to you. Anything is fine.”

“I really like you, Ye Zhuo.”

Ye Zhuo: “How many times are you going to say the same sentence?”

Li Yuan: “I just want to say it.”

After speaking, he leaned down to kiss him, he knew that Ye Zhuo would let him kiss, for as long as he wanted. If he didn’t like to talk, then he must like kissing like this.

Later, Ye Zhuo was coaxed to sleep by him.

He just fell asleep like that.

Li Yuan brightened the lamp and propped himself up, looking at the sleeping face of this person. He secretly said in his heart: “Heartless.”

The man’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, Li Yuan couldn’t bear to see it, so he apologized and smiled, kissing his forehead, and hugging the sleeping person back to his chest. He let him listen to his heartbeat.

“I’m not talking about you,” he said to him again. “You’re the most kindhearted.”

Then he grabbed his right hand, counting his fingers one by one, his fingers were also so beautiful.

“A little bit of conscience.”

He still lowered his head and kissed him. He liked the heartless look as well.

He also liked the way he wanted himself not to die. But how could he agree, Ye Zhuo.

This Ye Zhuo was so wickedly sly, as if he was hiding something. As if he was still holding some kind of handle, thinking that he wouldn’t die. Did he want him to bring out the ancestor? Useless, the ancestor had already been enraged by thunder, and in the end, the ancestor said, “I don’t care about anything anymore, you get out of here.”

That wouldn’t happen.

None of that would happen.

If he felt that he could stop him, then let him think that.

If that time really came, and Ye Zhuo was about to die, Ye Zhuo would hold his hand, wanting him to promise that he wouldn’t die.

He would definitely agree, he would tell Ye Zhuo that he would live well. Then, as soon as Ye Zhuo closed his eyes, he would die with him in the next moment.

On the road to the Yellow Springs, when Ye Zhuo turned his head, he would see himself. At that time, Ye Zhuo would be very happy, Ye Zhuo was just that kind of person.

Li Yuan thought of that scene, and happily kissed Ye Zhuo’s hair again.

How long was there until the fifteenth of August? Ye Zhuo was waiting for that day, and he was also waiting. It was best if it passed quickly, so that it would arrive as soon as he opened his eyes. He would be with Ye Zhuo, any ending would be a good ending.

Ye Zhuo had already agreed. Wasn’t not refusing an agreement?

The Dragon Lord’s wedding was more than just an announcement to all the realms.

At that time, it would be best if Yun Xiangxi could still see it, Li Yuan thought with no ill intent.

Let him take a good look at how the best and most precious things in the world were presented to Ye Zhuo. Let him take a good look at what it was like to truly care about someone. And Ye Zhuo didn’t need to do anything. He only needed to lower his eyes and pick and choose those things, if he liked them, he would take a second look, if he didn’t like them, he would throw them away.

Actually, Li Yuan inexplicably knew one thing, and that was that Ye Zhuo was very important to Yun Xiangxi.

How laughable. To Ye Zhuo, Yun Xiangxi wasn’t important at all.

Ye Zhuo had other important people. Ye Zhuo’s friend was Li Yuan, Ye Zhuo’s nemesis was still Li Yuan. That Ye Zhuo liked Dragon Li Yuan.

Li Yuan happily went to kiss Ye Zhuo again. Then he stopped moving, wanting Ye Zhuo to lean on him, for as long as he wanted to sleep, he would be here guarding him.

When Ye Zhuo was about to wake up, he first heard the sound of a heartbeat. Slowly, once, and then again, like a deep ocean. He reached out and touched the familiar fabric, slowly allowing himself to wake up.

He woke up, but before he opened his eyes, someone kissed his forehead.

Ye Zhuo opened his eyes and got up.

He seemed to have slept well, he didn’t think about anything, he didn’t have any dreams, and when he woke up, he remembered that all the things that should be done had been done.

Ye Zhuo found everything pleasing to the eye now. Including the Black Dragon.

“Li Yuan, let’s go to Yongjing,” Ye Zhuo said, “I’ll take you to meet a friend.”