Accompanying each other through two lifetis, both of them have had tis when they yielded to each other; she is more stubborn than Chen Yi, so Chen Yi gives in a little more.
Zhou Yitang also has monts of yielding, but they are few and far between. Sotis she reveals an inner smile, surprising Chen Yi, and now she openly admits her mistake, which makes him quite astonished.
His expression shifts montarily, then settles as he sits upright and asks, "Speak slowly, let's start with this Tai Sha Sword. This box... it's not ant to seal it, right?"
"It's for nurturing it. The box is engraved with the six stars of the Southern Dipper, with Seven Killers as the sovereign, able to lock the killing aura and prevent it from overflowing."
"...Why didn't you tell earlier?" Chen Yi furrows his brow slightly.
"If I had told you earlier, you would be hesitant and never let the Tai Sha Sword be drawn," Zhou Yitang pauses for a while, then slowly says, "You are prone to killing, and having you carry it south is precisely to let it devour so fresh blood aura along the way, and incidentally..."
She taps lightly on the table with her finger.
Chen Yi feels the Sword Box tremble violently, trying to restrain it, but the Tai Sha Sword breaks free in an instant and flies into Zhou Yitang's hand.
His eyes flicker, showing subtle shifts.
Zhou Yitang holds the sword and, after a quick glance, says, "There's even a trace of ancient divinity, quite the pleasant surprise."
At that mont, Yin Tingxue brings tea, which Chen Yi accepts, "Divinity?"
The living beings between heaven and earth are manifold, the people incapable of naming it as god, the unpredictable as god; what is called divinity, as Chen Yi knows, refers to the essence of the divine, that is, the aspects the people can't na and are unpredictable, in other words, indefinable, unpredictable, hence divinity.
Martial arts have grades and realms, but divinity is not ranked by level, only by type, the most common being incense fire divinity, such as Lord Stove and Earth God, these deities worshipped by common people, their divinity nurtured in incense fire, though equally unpredictable, but since incense fire carries the hopes of common folks, deities with incense fire divinity tend to lean towards benevolence and justice.
Beyond incense fire divinity, there exists fierce divinity, mostly born from the violent hearts of Ghost Lords or Fierce Beasts, even if they consu incense fire, their actions are often erratic and brutal, killing fiercely without pause.
Divinity encompasses a vast range, even what the Buddhist Sect speaks of as Buddha Nature may be a unique form of divinity, born from the boundless heart of humans, therefore it neither arises nor ceases, neither stained nor pure, neither increases nor diminishes.
But the ancient divinity Zhou Yitang speaks of is sothing Chen Yi has heard about the least and knows almost nothing about.
"What are you feeding it for?" Chen Yi suddenly recalls the words of the Fox Immortal earlier, growing more suspicious.
"The White Lotus Sect has a divine presence behind it," Zhou Yitang says, "Dragon and Tiger Mountain borrows this sword for that very reason."
This explanation suffices, just as Chen Yi expected, yet exactly because it fits his expectations, Chen Yi finds it strange.
Zhou Yitang seems to sense his doubt, "You don't believe?"
Chen Yi takes a sip of tea and says, "Didn't you say before that the books from Dragon and Tiger Mountain are vague, not knowing their intentions?"
"I know now."
"Oh?"
"Use the Tai Sha Sword as the main sword of Dragon and Tiger Mountain's Sword Array, turning the defensive array into an offensive one, with the sword slaying the White Lotus Sect's god," Zhou Yitang finishes speaking and keenly senses sothing unusual in Chen Yi's subtle expressions, "You t soone, that's why you don't believe ?"
Chen Yi doesn't hide anything and slowly says, "Indeed, I just t a Fox Immortal, and what she told is not this."
"Fox Demons are adept at disturbing hearts."
"But I still don't believe." Chen Yi stretches extravagantly, with a deanor suggesting 'what can you do to ?'
Zhou Yitang's eyes narrow slightly.
Chen Yi raises his right index and thumb in a relaxed posture, already prepared for action.
Beside them, Donggong Ruoshu doesn't notice the change in atmosphere, scratching her head in confusion about why they're suddenly silent again, while Yin Tingxue, who has long accompanied them, is terrified.
The two never yield to each other, often facing off with cold expressions and drawn swords, and she is truly afraid that they'll break apart and start fighting, tearing down this inn would be a minor issue then.
The Little Fox hesitates for a while, wondering if she must again step forward and sacrifice herself, enduring pain for the Northern Dynasty once more.
The next mont,
The one-ard woman's clasped hands gradually loosen.
She says, "You should co up the mountain with and take a look."
Chen Yi seems not to hear clearly, montarily dazed and says, "What?"
"I won't argue with you, seeing is believing, you and I should go up the mountain and take a look."
......
The mountain scenery is deep and mysterious, the watercolors refined and elegant.
As the sun sets in the west, the shadow of a tilted stone bridge is cast into the stream, along the way, there are Taoists descending the mountain to fetch water, bowing to Chen Yi, to which Chen Yi casually responds.
Occasionally, seeing a resting pavilion, Chen Yi takes only a few steps and claims he has poor stamina, worn out by the Little Fox, and needs to rest for a while.
The palace at the foot of the mountain is glossed by the setting sun, with halos dripping along the flying eaves, at this twilight mont, the place resembles an Immortal Palace.
After watching for a while, Chen Yi says, "This scenery is much more beautiful than our Cangwu Peak."
"A mountain doesn't need to be high, it becos spiritual with the presence of an immortal."
She generally doesn't respond with good words, Chen Yi thinks, at least she didn't refute the word "our."
Sitting in the pavilion for a while, unable to see anything unusual, the mountain is still a mountain, with misty immortal air and clouds shrouding the fog, Chen Yi can't help but think if he's being overly suspicious.
Still, he must continue upward to see the Sword Array.
"Going now?" she asks.
"Let's go, rested enough."
With a slap on her thigh, Chen Yi gets up imdiately.
Zhou Yitang squints with cold eyes... he slapped her thigh.
No need to look deliberately, waiting for her is certainly a shaless smile.
Although the two are a couple for two lives, having gone through many twists and turns without wanting to yield to each other, hence Chen Yi seems to deliberately offend in this small manner, bit by bit confirming the progress of their relationship, Zhou Yitang has always understood.
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