Deep in Mount Huayun.
Liushan Valley.
After a heavy rain, hundreds of flowers bloomed.
The insects and birds were happy.
The water droplets sparkled on the leaves of the flowers and trees.
They seemed to be pearls.
As a gust of wind blew, the water droplets fell.
When it landed in the stream below, it created thin ripples.
Looking into the distance along the clear stream.
There were two newly erected tombs.
They were side by side.
In front of them were freshly picked flowers.
The names of Hua Liufeng and Hua Yunsu were written on the stone tablets in front of the tombs.
Opposite the stone tablet sat a white-clothed woman.
Black veil wrapped around her arms.
Mourning ribbon tied her hair.
Although her eyebrows were still exquisite and unparalleled, there was only sorrow left in her eyes.
She was the wife of the sect leader.
Ni Yunshang.
Since she woke up from her coma that day, she had been silent.
She didn't say a word to anyone.
Every morning when she woke up, she would come to these two tombs and play the zither.
Until the sun went down.
Then she would go back alone.
Today, it was still the same.
Buzz!
She lifted the zither on her back and placed it flat in front of her knees.
This zither was simple and unadorned.
There were only four strings in the middle, which was not the same as the zither in the Central Plains.
The two sides were engraved with the pattern of an eagle spreading its wings.
The strings were hooked together with the eagle's claws.
With a little pluck, there would be a sonorous sound.
It lacked the elegance of the Central Plains zither.
But there was a hint of roughness and coldness that could not be hidden.
This was a four-string stone zither.
Ni Yunshang's natal zither.
It had been by her side since she started practicing the zither.
Buzz!
Her fingers flicked gently, and a low and sad sound rippled through the forest.
The wind seemed to slow down.
The flowers and trees seemed to be depressed.
Even the insects and birds stopped moving, as if they were feeling the sadness.
Ni Yunshang closed her eyes.
Two lines of tears slowly flowed down her cheeks.
She was separated by life and death.
From then on, she was alone.
The saddest thing in the world was this.
Buzz! Buzz! Weng!
The anger and hatred in his heart gradually replaced the sorrow.
His fingers strummed the strings like a phantom.
The zither music became sonorous and powerful.
The plants, branches, and leaves around Ni Yunshang were all shattered by the force of the zither.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the string of notes seemed to have reached its limit.
Then, indescribable wind blades roared in all directions, and explosions rang out everywhere.
"Damned heavens, why are you doing this to me?!"
Bang!
The zither music suddenly stopped!
Ni Yunshang raised her head abruptly. Her scarlet eyes stared at the sky as she let out a hoarse roar.
As for his tears, they flowed even more profusely.
She was really heartbroken.
"Mistress."
At this moment, Li Wuyou walked out from behind.
Sect Leader.
He was the second master of all the students in Hana School.
Therefore, Li Wuyou could call Ni Yunshang his master's wife.
He walked to Ni Yunshang's side.
First, he bowed slightly to the graves of Hua Liufeng and Hua Yunsu.
Then, he turned to look at Ni Yunshang and whispered.
"I'm here to …"
"I know."
Ni Yunshang didn't wait for Li Wuyou to finish. She straightened the four-string stone zither and stood up.
Her eyes flashed with cold light.
Her voice was cold.
"I agree to go to the desert and settle all the grudges with White Wolf."
A few days ago.
Several elders had already explained the whole story and the current situation to Ni Yunshang.
She also knew what to do.
Therefore, before Li Wuyou spoke, she had already agreed.
"Are you ready?"
Ni Yunshang turned her head and asked with a threatening look in her eyes.
"I'm ready."
Li Wuyou took a deep breath, then knelt on one knee in front of Ni Yunshang, cupped his hands, and said.
"Mistress, please rest assured."
"On this trip, I will completely eradicate White Wolf and avenge Sect Leader and Senior Sister."
"I will also protect Mistress."
Ni Yunshang looked down at Li Wuyou and nodded slightly.
"It's the Flowery Sect's fortune to have a disciple like you. If Liu Feng knew this in the netherworld, he would be able to rest in peace."
After that, Ni Yunshang turned around and walked out of the valley with the four-string zither on her back.
Li Wuyou looked at the figure that was still charming, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He stood up.
He followed behind Ni Yunshang.
When he finally walked out of the valley, he turned his head and looked at the two lonely graves in the depths of the valley.
The smile on his face grew wider.
"I will take good care of Mistress."
He said to himself in his heart.
…
That evening.
The sunset reflected the sky.
Tired birds returned to their nests.
Lu Zhongyun came to Li Wuyou with three boxes.
Li Wuyou didn't see him these days.
Of course, Li Wuyou also knew.
Lu Zhongyun left the sect to look for the Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm in person.
More than half a month had passed, and the latter had finally returned before he had to leave.
His gray hair was drier than before he went down the mountain.
It was messy.
The wrinkles on his face seemed to be deeper.
It was full of traces of wind and frost.
His robe, which had always been neat and clean, looked a little messy at this time.
And the soil.
He looked travel-worn and tired.
One could imagine how hard it was to search for the Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm in Jiangnan.
However, there was no trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
There was only burning expectation.
"Grandson, we old bones have tried our best."
Lu Zhongyun coughed softly and handed the three black boxes to Li Wuyou.
His voice was a little hoarse. He said,
"Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm, which takes 700 years to grow, is really hard to find. There are only three in the whole Jiangnan, and they are all here."
Li Wuyou took the boxes.
He gently opened the lid.
Inside were three dead silkworm corpses.
They were about the length of two thumbs.
Their bodies were silver, as if they had been smeared with a layer of frost.
Under the frost, there was a series of lines, which vaguely looked like the word "Wang".
This was the tiger pattern.
"Grandpa, thank you for your hard work."
Li Wuyou gently closed the lid and sincerely cupped his hands to Lu Zhongyun.
When he inquired about the Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm before, he knew how rare it was.
It was a kind of precious silkworm produced in the Changbai Mountain of Liaodong.
It hatched for 100 years.
It broke out of its shell after 100 years.
It was a 100-year larva.
Then, it ate wind, frost, rain, and snow for 400 years and grew into a worm.
For martial artists who practiced external martial arts, it had an extremely strong medicinal effect.
Generally speaking, it was obtained by people in the Land of Endless Suffering.
Very few of them could be spread to the outside world.
Three silkworms.
It should be the limit of the whole Jiangnan.
"You don't have to be so polite with Grandpa."
Lu Zhongyun patted Li Wuyou on the shoulder and said with ardent expectation.
"This time, you risked your life for the Hana School and the Jiangnan Wulin. We should do this for you."
"Oh, by the way."
In the middle of the sentence.
Lu Zhongyun suddenly thought of something and carefully took out an elixir from his arms.
It was blood-red.
The halo on the surface was like a flame.
The smell of medicine was particularly strong.
"I got this thirty years ago when I accidentally helped a senior monk of Shaolin."
"Shaolin's Recover Elixir."
"As long as the injury is not too fatal, it can save your life."
"Grandpa originally kept it for himself to prolong his life. Haha, now I'm giving it to you. You are my life!"
With that, Lu Zhongyun handed the elixir to Li Wuyou.
His eyes were shining.
His tone was ardent.
"Thank you, Grandpa."
Li Wuyou bowed deeply.
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