The smoke is shining on the chaotic mountains and plains. The smoke is shining. After the crow returns, the horns of the evening sky are heard.

The broken fragrance and the remaining wine are evil. The west wind urges the sycamore tree to fall. The sycamore tree falls. It is still autumn and lonely.

——"Remembering Qin'e" Li Qingzhao

Just the night before the Presbyterian Council announced the punishment decision, the elders Qingxuan, Qingmiao, Qingya and other elders called Yang Yichan to the Presbyterian Council. Taoist Principal Qingya informed her in advance of the punishment decision. He communicated about the part involving Yichan's privacy and discussed the relevant wording.

The head of Qingxuan looked at Yi Chan with tears in his face lovingly, just like looking at his own daughter, and he became more determined to hold the matter seriously accountable.

He turned to Qingmiao, Qingya and other elders and said, "After this incident, Yichan is afraid that it will be inconvenient to go to Qingshimen in the future. Senior Brother Qingmiao, how about Yichan your closed disciple in the future?"

Taoist Master Qingmiao stroked his silver beard and laughed: "Then I've got a big advantage. Finally, there is a disciple from Wu Hanlin!" The elders laughed and took the opportunity to relieve Yichan's emotions.

After making arrangements, Master Qingxuan bowed down, stroked Yichan's head, kind and gentle, and said, "Good boy, you have been wronged."

...

At night, Yang Yichan burst into tears, as if she was about to shed tears for several lifetimes. Her grievances were finally washed away by snow. All this came too hard and the price was too high.

Bai Fu was with him. He knew that Yichan needed more comfort at this moment, so he accompanied her on the mountain road and walked. The two of them were speechless all the way. When they arrived here, the stream was shining, the moonlight was like frost, and the cold and resentful. Yichan could no longer hold it down and knelt by the stream, crying loudly.

It was a good thing for Yichan to cry, and Bai Fu did not dissuade him and waited silently.

Yichan raised her head, the pear blossoms were raining. She looked at Bai Fu with tears in her eyes. This was the man she should cherish the most. Touched, grateful, and admiration, Yichan felt everything in her heart. She gritted her teeth and threw herself into Bai Fu's arms regardless of everything, hugged Bai Fu's body tightly, buried her head in Bai Fu's arms, and refused to let go again...

Bai Fu felt very pity in his heart, leaning on each other, as if he wanted to use the warmth of his body to help drive away the cold in his heart. And he himself also needed this warmth?

....

Before Yichan could recover, on the next day, when he saw his master being beaten up on Wuping, Bai Fu was furious and furious. His sword burst out and his mouth was bleeding.

After returning, Bai Fu had a high fever and was in a coma for several days. Ding Shujian took a few medicines and had no effect. The disciples were helpless and could only ask Master Qinghan to come for treatment.

Master Qinghan took his pulse for a long time and his brows were furrowed.

Returning to the hall, Ding Shujian said: "The Emei sword technique is indeed sharp. This time the sword innovation burst out and the external trauma is easy to treat, but the sword energy entered the body, which hurts the vitality of junior brother Fu."

Master Qinghan shook his head and said, "Emei sword technique is indeed powerful, but it is not so domineering. I checked Fu'er's meridians and was extremely messy. Several true qi in my body could not return to the dantian, like a flood breaking the dam, mud and sand rushing down the eight extraordinary meridians, impacting the internal organs. If it is not treated in time, there may be great trouble."

Ding Shujian was shocked; "My junior brother was fine before. If it weren't for the Emei sword energy, why would this be the case?"

Taoist Qinghan pondered for a moment and said, "I heard from the senior brother of the sect that Fu'er had great opportunities in Chengdu and the Netherworld Valley. There was a stream of innate true energy in his body, like the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, surging endlessly, and extremely powerful. The Emei sword energy entered his body, like an invasion of foreign enemies, traction this true energy, gushing out of the Dantian, forcibly dispelling the Emei sword energy. This true energy is extremely powerful and is the best healing. But for some reason, Fu'er lost his heart, his mind was dispersed, and his soul had no master, causing the meridians to go back to the dragon and tiger palace in sequence. The divine palace was opened, but the true energy could not return to the original state. It was like a flood that broke the dam, rushing out of the river, sweeping the house, destroying the fertile fields.

Alas, it’s no wonder. The head of the sect is compassionate. In the past two years, he has been running around to prevent and control the plague and has no time to take care of all things on the mountain. The head of the sect is open and honest, and this time he is dragged down by Senior Brother Qingshi and others. He is punished. Not to mention that the disciples are angry, even the old guys can’t sleep at night and feel guilty!”

Ding Shujian thought after hearing this.

After the acupuncture was finished, Master Qinghan wrote a doctor's advice. He picked out a few bottles of elixirs from the medicine box and handed them to Ding Shujian, saying: "You use this prescription to decoct the medicine, combined with Sanqing Ganlin Pill, Xiaohuandan and Jiuhua Yulu Pills, take it three times a day, and take it after a meal. The medicine can only help with recuperation. If you want to completely recover, the key is to untie the knots yourself, be able to take it, put it down, and think it openly."

Ding Shujian thanked Taoist Master Qinghan and sent him out of the house.

When he returned to the house, Yichan had already come to change shifts. In the past few days, Yichan had been fed and fed around the night, guarding Bai Fu day and night, boiling medicine and decocting, feeding medicine and feeding, wiping her body and washing, taking care of her meticulously, which made her envious fellow disciples.

Ding Shujian saw it and warmed it in his heart. How could this girl in front of him be gentle and virtuous, Qin Yongjie, Xin Qingzi, Liu Jing, and Wang Yunfeng do the trick?

After the truth of the bullying incident was announced, everyone in Qingcheng was full of guilt about Yi Chan's experience. He usually claimed to be a famous and upright sect and lived a chivalrous place. Unexpectedly, under his nose, there would be such a thing that would humiliate his fellow disciples, and such anger between people and gods. Ding Shujian, as an older disciple, was extremely ashamed. How did his master learn the master's teachings over the years? So much so that he was implicated and was so humiliated and punished. Thinking of this, Ding Shujian was extremely angry.

I hope that the good girl Yichan has a good home, and I hope that junior brother Fu has a good home.

...

Yang Yichan looked at the unconscious Senior Brother Fu in a daze, feeling confused.

That night she had already expressed her feelings to Senior Brother Fu, but Senior Brother Fu just hugged her gently without further action. Not to mention the unforgettable kiss she had expected. She sighed softly, there seemed to be something between them. She still needs time and time to make Senior Brother Fu forget that person.

Yichan regrets some things, and some things should be determined when she is in Netherworld Valley. Looking back, it wasted that period of time.

...

Master Qinghan was indeed skilled in medicine. After taking a few medications, Bai Fu woke up from a coma. After a few days of recuperation, his condition improved significantly. He had an appetite and could drink porridge and take medicine by himself. After a few days, Bai Fu was finally able to go to the ground and walk slowly in the hospital.

Seeing that Bai Fu's condition improved, Ding Shujian persuaded and coaxed him, and hurriedly asked Yichan to go back and rest. Only then did Yichan leave reluctantly.

On this day, Ding Shujian saw Bai Fu's complexion was rosy, so he spread Yi Chan and accompanied Bai Fu for a walk in the yard.

Bai Fu walked away for a while, sweating slightly on his forehead, sat down on the stone bench, and said gratefully: "Senior Brother Ding, thank you. I have caused you trouble in the past few days and have made you hard."

Ding Shujian smiled and said, "I don't work hard, there are other people who work hard."

Bai Fu smiled and said, "This time it's hard for Junior Sister Yichan. I really have to thank her."

"Forget Li Xuexuan!" Ding Shujian suddenly said.

Bai Fu was stunned and said, "Senior Brother, what is this?"

Ding Shujian sighed and said, "For the days when you were in a coma, you kept calling her name in your dreams."

Bai Fu's face turned red.

Ding Shujian said: "There is no doubt that a peerless beauty like Emei Zhixue is the goddess in the mind of any man, but she is a fairy and does not belong to our mortal world. When I sent the Emei Sect down the mountain, I heard that she had been selected as the lantern-passing person in Emei and was about to convert to Buddhism."

When Bai Fu heard this, his crutch fell. A mirror was shattered in his heart with a "bang" and fell to the ground, and each fragment reflected the person's clothes fluttering.

Ding Shujian couldn't bear it, but he was ruthless and continued to say:

"Yi Chan looks and martial arts are not good at her, but she is gentle, virtuous, considerate and considerate. What's more important is that she has you in her heart. In just a few days, she is so tired that she loses her body. Senior brother is a person who has experienced it. I believe that such a woman is the one who lives a life. Don't have those unrealistic dreams anymore. Whose youth does not leave any regrets? Some people just miss it in their hearts. Cherish the people around you."

After Ding Shujian said that, he patted Bai Fu on the shoulder and walked away silently.

Bai Fu stared blankly at a fallen leaf withering from the branches and slowly falling down. When it was about to fall on the ground, it was suddenly swept away by a gust of wind, climbing over the courtyard wall, and floating where it was floating. In an instant, bitterness penetrated into the throat and turned the rivers and seas.

...

That day, Master Qingxuan wanted to make a marriage contract for Xuexuan and Bai Fu. Master Yuankong was afraid that the two children would like to please the master, so out of filial piety, he ordered to get married and repeat the mistakes he and Qingxuan had made, resulting in an irreversible tragedy for the two of them in their lives. So he came up with an idea to tactfully confirm the feelings between Xuexuan and Bai Fu.

On Xuexuan's 16th birthday, Ruobai Fu was interested, and took out his parents' relics, the Water and Fire Prisoner Dragon Sword, and gave it to Xuexuan. If Xuexuan was interested, he took the Water and Fire Prisoner Dragon Sword and gave it back to Bai Fu. This Qingzhu was also the relics left by Xuexuan's mother. The two exchanged the most precious items at the same time, which was not only a careful choice for their lovers, but also a solemn promise to each other, and prayed for the protection and blessings of their parents' spirits in heaven.

However, Li Xuexuan politely rejected Bai Fu, and on the night of her birthday, she knelt down to worship Master Yuankong, with a decisive tone and requested to convert to Buddhism.

This is exactly: the broken fragrance and the residual wine are evil. The west wind urges the sycamore tree to fall. The sycamore tree falls. It is still autumn and lonely.
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