"Who is it?" Yin Mingyue, who was half drunk and half awake, clapped her hands loudly, and a gust of wind pushed her closed door open.

"Master." Two disciples in green clothes walked in from the door, one in front and one behind, one male and one female.

"Who are you two? Why do you know the last line of this poem?" Yin Mingyue squinted her charming and dangerous eyes and stared at the two people in front of her.

"Master, my disciple is Yin Qingxia, who has just started. His name is Lin Qing." Yin Qingxia bowed hurriedly.

"Lin... Qing." When she heard the name, Yin Mingyue was obviously stunned for a moment, and she whispered it over and over again.

"Master, have you ever thought about whether the hesitant speaking of speaking to the continuous speaking of speaking is not pride at all?" Yin Qingxia did not care about Yin Mingyue's trance and continued.

"With a jug of wine in front of the door of an empty room, it's hard to distinguish between elegant words and deceitful words.

The weeping willows are always green, the water is clear and shallow, and the wine grains and stone bowls are cloudy to the eyes.

He boasts that he is born with talents, but he is not good at civil and military skills and is not sound.

That little girl on the mountain doesn't envy mandarin ducks or immortals." Lin Qing behind her suddenly read another poem. The style of the poem was very similar, and it seemed that it was written by the same person as the previous one.

"That's enough!" Yin Mingyue suddenly shouted angrily, and her voice echoed in the small room.

"Who are you, Lin Zhuoqing!" She suddenly jumped up from the wine vat, only a short distance away from Lin Qing.

Her move frightened Lin Qing, who was already timid, and quickly stepped back, turning his body into a long bow in reverse.

"Lin Zhuoqing, he is my grandfather." Lin Qing took two steps back slightly, stood firm, and said seriously.

"Lin Zhuoqing, Lin Zhuoqing, you betrayed me! You betrayed me a hundred years ago, and now you want your grandson to humiliate me!" Yin Mingyue stared at Lin Qing fiercely, her eyes seemed to want to jump out and eat Lin Qing.

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"Master, my grandfather has been dead for almost twenty years." Lin Qing's voice seemed a little deep.

"That's right, a good death, a good death! He should have died a long time ago, he should have died a hundred years ago!" Yin Mingyue suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, like a female devil who kills without blinking an eye.

"Master." Yin Qingxia shouted worriedly.

"Your name is Yin Qingxia, and you are from the Yin family in Qingchuan." Yin Mingyue suddenly turned her attention to Yin Qingxia again.

"Yes, I am the 21st generation direct descendant of the Yin family in Qingchuan. My grandmother is Yin Qianlian, the head of the Yin family in the previous generation."

"Yin Qianlian? She's dead too?" Another sneer appeared at the corner of Yin Mingyue's mouth.

Yin Qingxia nodded silently.

"Grandma Lian has passed away for more than four years. The current head of the Yin family is my aunt Yin Chengyue."

"Well done, they both deserve to die!" Yin Mingyue sneered. She seemed to have a deep hatred for these two people, and she wished she could eat their flesh, drink their blood, and use their skin.

"So what's the purpose of you two going up the mountain this time? Are you trying to persuade me to go back to Qingchuan?" Yin Mingyue took a step back, but she was already three feet away. She was leaning on the chair next to the tank.

Shang looked at the two of them coldly.

"The two of us did come to the Tianshan sect for better cultivation. It's just that I learned about the master from home, so I brought Lin Qing with me." Yin Qingxia hesitated for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Should she say it or not, but she still felt that there were some things that Yin Mingyue had to know.

"Oh, my story?" Yin Mingyue smiled softly. Although it was a sneer, her smile was still so beautiful.

She gently raised the jade-like index finger of her right hand, and a stream of clear water gushes out from the wine vat. They merge into a wine glass, which is held in Yin Mingyue's hand.

Yin Qingxia and the others had never seen wine glasses made of wine.

My eyes widened in surprise, watching the soft wine glass ripple.

"I started practicing at the age of seventeen, ascended to the heaven at the age of twenty-three, became the Golden Immortal at the age of twenty-five, then became the Xuan Immortal at the age of twenty-eight, and reached the peak at the age of thirty. Now I am almost thirty-five years old this year. Such an ordinary experience

, what is there to say." Yin Mingyue sighed. She has lived for more than a hundred years, but she still maintains the appearance and figure of a young person, which makes many female disciples envious.

After saying this, Yin Mingyue slowly took a sip of wine.

"But I have heard a story. I wonder if the master can listen to the disciple quietly." Yin Qingxia secretly glanced at Yin Mingyue and found that she did not move, so she continued.

"There are Yin family and Lin family in Qingchuan. The relationship between the two families has always been good, but the Yin family is a family of immortals, while the Lin family is a scholarly family, and no one in the family is a cultivator. They are both scholars, and they only want to obtain fame.

To serve the country.”

Yin Qingxia told a story in a low voice. Yin Mingyue did not interrupt her, but sat quietly by the tank and listened. While listening, she raised her wine glass and took a sip.

"There was an eldest daughter in the Yin family who didn't like practicing martial arts since she was a child. She always played with the young master of the Lin family and had a very close relationship. They made wine together, recited poems together, and even had a private life-long marriage. But when they grew up

From now on, the head of the Yin family will betroth the eldest daughter of the Yin family to Mr. Tang from the Bashu Tang clan. Miss Yin does not agree because she has already fallen in love with the young master of the Lin family, and the young master of the Lin family also deeply loves Miss Yin. They

The two hit it off immediately and decided to run away from home and become a pair of mandarin ducks in need."

"But on the night we met, the young master of the Lin family did not show up. The young lady of the Yin family waited under the tree until dawn, but did not see his figure. It was not until dawn that she learned that the young master of the Lin family had already gone to Tiandu overnight.

News about taking the exam."

Yin Qingxia paused. She wanted to see Yin Mingyue's face, but she couldn't see anything. Yin Mingyue sat there calmly, as if the Miss Yin family that Yin Qingxia said had nothing to do with her.

"The young lady of the Yin family was disheartened after she returned home. She thought that the young master of the Lin family was afraid of the power of the Yin family, so he did not dare to see her. The young lady of the Yin family started practicing cultivation again. She locked herself in her room all day long.

He couldn't leave the house. The wedding date was postponed again and again, and more than ten years passed. Since then, there has been no news from the Lin family's young master, and there has been no communication between the two families."

"Then the Yin family discovered that the eldest lady who usually seemed careless and without any cultivation talent turned out to be a cultivation wizard who could only be seen once in a century. So the Yin family spent all their wealth to purchase various precious medicines and used them in just twenty years.

She broke through to the Xuanxian, and even the young master of the Tang family who made a marriage contract with her was just a golden immortal. Tang and Yin were extremely happy. So the wedding was scheduled to take place after Miss Yin broke through to the Xuanxian.

It was held one month later. A month later, the Yin family was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it was supposed to be a very lively night. But on this night, the eldest lady of the Yin family came out of the boudoir with a sword, and with one blow, she was wearing a sword.

The overjoyed young master of the Tang family knocked her to the ground, and then defeated the masters of the Yin and Tang families with one sword. She wore a red wedding dress and rode away in the wind. No one knew where she went. After decades, the Yin family finally

I learned about her again, some people said that she went to the Tianshan Sect and became an elder of the Tianshan Sect, but at this moment the Yin family has long been unable to reach that level."

After Yin Qingxia's story was finished, the wine glass in Yin Mingyue's hand returned to the vat.

"It's ridiculous that I can't reach such a high level. I just don't want to be a tool of the Yin family. Is it wrong to do so?" Yin Mingyue said lightly. She is also a human being and does not want to be manipulated by others in her future.

Therefore, she hated the Yin family and Lin Qingzhuo. The reason why she practiced so hard was because she hoped that one day she could leave that place.

"You are not wrong, it was grandma who was wrong." Yin Qingxia suddenly shouted, "Grandma was there before she died.

Mumbling your name, she said that she shouldn't have influenced your life, let alone made choices for you. She regretted it for decades, and wanted to see you again until she died, because you were her daughter, the only one.

Daughter." Yin Qingxia stepped forward and held Yin Mingyue's hand tightly.

"Auntie, I don't want to see grandma leave with regret, so I want to come to Tianshan to tell you the truth. I want to say sorry to you on behalf of grandma."

Yin Mingyue is Yin Qianlian's only daughter and the twentieth generation direct descendant of the Yin family. If she was still in the Yin family, she should have been the head of the family.

Yin Mingyue didn't expect Yin Qingxia to be so excited. She let Yin Qingxia hold her hand and looked at her face again.

That face does seem to have some traces of his own past.

"Is it useful to say sorry? Why does she think that I will forgive her if she is sorry? If it weren't for her, how could Lin Zhuoqing abandon me? But I have to thank him. If it weren't for your grandma, I might still be there.

I can't see through that villain Lin Zhuoqing!" Yin Mingyue couldn't help but sneered. It was true that she hated Lin Qingzhuo, and she also truely hated Yin Qianlian. The former hated his cowardice and timidity, while the latter hated her for being arbitrary and arbitrary.

"Actually, master, you also wrongly blamed my grandfather." Lin Qing had been listening to Yin Qingxia's story and never interrupted, but at this moment he also stepped forward.

"What do you want to defend your grandfather for? Do you think I will believe what that traitorous junior said?" Yin Mingyue squinted at Lin Qing in front of her, the sneer at the corner of her mouth becoming more obvious.

"The head of the Yin family did put pressure on grandpa at that time, but in the end the person who decided not to see you was grandpa himself." Lin Qing gritted his teeth, "Back then, grandpa originally wanted to go to Tiandu to gain fame and then come back to marry me.

Yours, but the head of the Yin family told him that there is a difference between a family of cultivators and ordinary people after all. He has no ability to protect you. Even if the two of you really go wandering around the world, you will be killed by the Yin family if you can't go a hundred miles.

He was captured and brought back. So grandpa decided to abandon literature and join martial arts. He wanted to stand in front of you one day and be able to protect you and completely free you from the mercy of the Yin family. But he was not the material to practice martial arts at all, so he spent half his life

With all his energy, he only cultivated the golden elixir. But as for you, you have already risen to the top, and are only one step away from the Xuanxian. He knew that he could not reach you, so he completely gave up the thought of looking for you again. Grandpa was dying

When he was young, he told me that his little girl had succeeded and would no longer be manipulated by others. He was very happy."

"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense! It's obviously him who is timid and cowardly who dare not go with me!" Yin Mingyue didn't believe what Lin Qing said. She shook her head desperately, trying not to think about what Lin Qing said.

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"Do you still remember the poem that grandpa read to you when you were young? He was filled with great pride and he hesitated to speak to Mianmian. In fact, what he couldn't say at that time was his love for you." Lin Qing bit herself tightly.

lips.

"Grandpa said that his name was Lin Zhuoqing, so he had cloudy eyes all his life. He hoped that I would not be like him, so he gave me the name Qing." Lin Qing continued.

"I boast that I am born with talents, but I am not good at civil and military skills and sound.

That little girl on the mountain doesn't envy mandarin ducks or immortals." Yin Mingyue was stunned for a long time, and finally she softly recited the poem that Lin Qing had just read.

Yin Mingyue has never heard of this poem, and it must have been written by Lin Zhuoqing in his later years.

"Does that arrogant guy actually know that he is incompetent in civil and military affairs? Hahaha, it's so ridiculous." Yin Mingyue's smile gradually softened, and she seemed not as angry as before. She really smiled,

It's so bright and moving. Just like the fairy Chang'e on the moon who teaches the Jade Rabbit how to make medicine, people can't bear to look away after just one look.
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