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Volume 1: Into the Butterfly Lovers Chapter 128: Vaguely Old Friends

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    For Liang Shan in the past, his girlfriends changed one after another, but music was his eternal friend that he would never abandon.  Late at night, he can listen quietly alone, whether it is flowing from the bowstring in his hand or floating from the CD player.  Liangshan felt helpless deep in his heart, which also contained a fear of the future.  When he understood this, Liang Shan found that he was actually afraid of going to Huajian Hall.  ¡°It¡¯s no wonder that when a grown man goes to Huajian Tang, where almost all women are, he doesn¡¯t know what is waiting for him, it¡¯s strange that he is not afraid.  Everything in the Holy Sword Hall proceeds step by step, from the outer gate to the inner gate, and the inner gate to the Holy Son, and then enters the Zhengqing Sect, clearing all obstacles to join Zhu Qingyun.  This goal is lofty and clear. Going to Huajian Hall suddenly seems to be just a small accident. After a year, he is back on track, but Liang Shan feels that there is one or many invisible hands pushing him to deviate from the expected track.  Liangshan doesn¡¯t like this feeling, he likes to make the decision himself.  The wedding team in Huajiantang no longer plays the wind and pipes. Although the music played by a leaf is a little rough, it is so intoxicating when it is played from Liangshan Pass.  As night fell and the team set up camp, Liangshan suddenly discovered that it was the place where poor Shi Hu had set up camp that night.  Shi Hu¡¯s death is still an unsolved case.  However, Liang Shan was not interested in knowing. He sat alone on a big rock and looked up at the stars.  "It's a pity that Liang Shan's former girlfriends did not have astronomers, otherwise he would be able to determine whether the stars in front of him are Andromeda and Cancer, which would be a good reference.  Liangshan knew that his back at the moment looked a little lonely and desolate. As a love prodigal who had been skilled in using various languages, including men's body language, to impress women, he knew this very well.  Similarly, Liang Shan also knew that Hua Manhong and Hua Man Cui were secretly staring at him.  These two women are undoubtedly terrifying, but they are simple-minded and full of curiosity about him.  In the 21st century, when children watch TV and accidentally see adult channels, the thoughts of women in their twenties are probably much more complicated and violent than the two sisters in front of them.  This group of sisters probably still don¡¯t understand why their saint would choose him.  How can you be so virtuous?  They must think so in their hearts.  It was Liang Shan who was also curious.  A mid-level monk in the foundation-building stage paired with a high-level perfectionist in the golden elixir stage is as unbelievable as a beggar paired with a beautiful female CEO.  Liang Shan liked the curiosity and surprise that the two women deliberately concealed, like a starlight suddenly appearing on their cheeks, and then quickly disappearing.  Hua Manhong has indeed been secretly sizing up Liangshan. Like her sister, she is curious that the saint Hua Yueying is the most beautiful girl in the Eighteenth Cultivation Hall.  Hua Manhong once imagined what kind of man in the world should be worthy of her sister Hua Yueying.  Hua Manhong has a more reserved personality, with a consistent gentleness and quietness on her face, and a pair of considerate eyes under her long eyelashes.  The man chosen by the Saint is actually such a man.  To be honest, Hua Manhong was disappointed, but who could not obey the Saint's order?  Now, Hua Manhong looked at Liang Shan's back, and suddenly felt that he still had an aura that made women feel inexplicable pity.  Unlike her sister, Hua Manhong can roughly guess the profound meaning of the saint Hua Yueying. A hint of worry suddenly flashed in the depths of her eyes.  "Why are we walking so slowly?" Liang Shan suddenly spoke, still facing Hua Manhong.  Hua Manhong was startled, but she chuckled to cover up her inner panic: "You want to get to Huashan quickly, right?" Liangshan turned around, smiled and stopped talking.  Hua Mancui held her fragrant cheek in one hand and said, "Uncle, blow one more." When Hua Mancui said this, her red lips pursed, forming a beautiful arc.  "Play another one." Liang Shan felt his scalp numb when he heard it, and said quickly: "Okay, let me play "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon" for you again." A burst of cheerful and melodious music suddenly sounded, as if the dark clouds had dispersed and the bright moon was clearing the breeze.  Soon I was fascinated again.  Late at night, everything is silent and peaceful, and the flowers are full of red hearts. Maybe I guessed wrong.  In the tent, Hua Mancui, the sister of a mad cultivator, did not cross her legs and enter meditation. Instead, she stared at him with a pair of big eyes.  "What's the matter?" "Sister, do you think Liang Shanbo looks like the same person?" Hua Mancui suddenly whispered.  "Who?" "Forget it if you don't remember." Hua Mancui pouted.  Suddenly, the little boy from her childhood flashed through Hua Manhong's mind.  Who has no years?less than?  Who hasn¡¯t had childhood sweethearts?  The little boy was a good friend of the two sisters. Once someone bullied the two sisters, and the little boy tried his best to protect the two sisters from the enemy.  The next day, Hua Manhong and Hua Mancui met the little boy again. He had his head wrapped and looked very miserable and tragic. So the two of them vowed to marry him together when they grow up.  This is a memory that has been dusty for a long time.  At the beginning of her cultivation, Hua Manhong still thought about him occasionally, but she didn't think about him at all after being promoted to the golden elixir stage.  Last year, Hua Manhong and Hua Mancui went back to their hometown. The little boy was still alive after taking the elixir given to him by the two sisters, but he looked very old and had no trace of his former self.  At that time, Hua Manhong was determined in her heart. Nothing in this world is eternal. Only by constantly getting stronger on the road of cultivation and constantly seeking upwards can it be eternal.  When her sister Hua Mancui said this, Hua Manhong felt that Liang Shanbo really had some of the temperament and taste of the little boy back then, but as for his appearance, it was nothing like him at all.  Hua Manhong knocked her sister on the head and said, "Then Liang Shanbo is getting married to the saint, so you should go with him." "That won't work." Hua Mancui shook her head like a rattle, but her cheeks secretly turned red.  .  Hua Mancui suddenly thought that according to secular rules, the two of them might be reduced to bed-warming maids.  After a night of silence, Hua Manhong and Hua Mancui woke up and came out of the tent. They saw a strange scene. They saw Liang Shan jumping to the top of a big tree about ten feet high. His body was as light as a swallow and his hands were spread out.  , chest raised and lowered, facing the rising sun in the east, with a solemn and solemn expression.  The women of Huajian Hall practice multi-yin exercises. It doesn¡¯t matter whether they collect the yang essence at the moment when the sun rises every day.  "Sister, what is he going to do?" Hua Mancui asked curiously.  "Let's take a look and then talk." Hua Manhong said.  There is nothing unusual about Liangshan collecting the first ray of yang essence every day, and the posture is not weird. However, what you see during the golden elixir period is not what you see with your eyes, but the strange fluctuations of vitality around Liangshan, most of which tend to be concentrated in Liangshan.  At this time, the sun rose in the east, and a ray of golden light traveled tens of millions of miles and suddenly shone on Liangshan. Liangshan standing on the top of the tree was immediately dyed into a golden man.  But I saw that Liangshan was sucking in this ray of golden light like a whale swallowing water, and the breath was long and never spit out, until the sun completely jumped out of the ground.  The two women under the tree were well-informed and were not surprised to see this. At this moment, Liangshan suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a golden sword light. It quickly went away, and a whistle that broke through the air suddenly sounded.  It was shocking to the eardrums, and the two sisters suddenly looked horrified.
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