I write novels in Liyue

To gain entry into the temple, one must ascend the mountain on one's own.

After climbing the mountain, they were refused entry. However, at this moment, the sect leader, Su Yao, sent someone to lead them to the sect's main hall.

At this time, Yun Tianhe also learned that his father was indeed a member of the Qionghua Sect.

After undergoing a series of trials, they successfully joined the Qionghua Sect.

The one in charge of providing guidance was Murong Ziying, who was also the blue-clad swordsman who had saved them before.

From Murong Ziying, they also learned that nineteen years ago, there was a great battle between humans and demons in the Qionghua Sect, which resulted in both sides suffering heavy losses.

Meanwhile, Yun Tianhe also saw a person frozen in ice in the forbidden area of ​​the Qionghua Sect.

A blazing red sword was stuck in the ice.

His name is Xuanxiao.

He is the senior brother of Yun Tianhe's parents.

He told Yun Tianhe about the origin of the mysterious longsword.

The sword was named Wangshu, and it was a pair with the Xihe sword stuck in the ice; both belonged to the Qionghua Sect.

Xuanxiao cultivates an extremely yang technique and needs to find the coldest substance in the world to suppress it, so Yun Tianhe decides to help.

With the help of Qingyang and Chongguang, they learned where the three extremely cold swords were located.

Their first stop was a small seaside village called Jimo.

After helping a mountain god named Xia Yuanchen find his child and defeating the fox spirit, Xia Yuanchen gave them one of the treasures, the Guangji Han Tu, and also gave Yun Tianhe a bow.

That evening, a lantern festival was held in Jimo.

They had a great time exploring Jimo.

"I hope that the four of us will have this opportunity to get together and do what we should do throughout our lives."

Fang Qiu wrote this story in a very warm and joyful way.

Bai Qing couldn't help but smile faintly.

Afterwards, they went to the Yan Emperor's Divine Dragon Cave.

In the Yan Emperor's Divine Dragon Cave, they met a pair of sisters.

They are the fruits of the sal tree.

The younger sister wanted to become an immortal and leave the Dragon Cave, but to become an immortal, she had to sacrifice her older sister. The older sister knew that only a kind heart could lead to immortality, so she never told her younger sister where the key to immortality, the Blazing Flame Stone, was.

The younger sister deceived Yun Tianhe and his group to obtain the Blazing Flame Stone.

"My fate is in my own hands. Neither my master nor you can control it!"

After saying that, the younger sister used the Blazing Stone, but she quickly died, her soul scattered.

After speaking with Yun Tianhe and the others, the older sister also vanished and died.

"Isn't becoming an immortal a good thing? Why is it so cruel that someone has to die?"

Upon seeing this, Bai Qing felt a lump in her throat again.

This plot is just too cruel.

After obtaining the Solo Fruit, she returned to the Qionghua Sect, only to discover that someone had discovered Han Lingsha's true identity.

He was a thief.

Upon hearing someone maliciously slander Han Lingsha, Yun Tianhe immediately drew his sword. Han Lingsha looked at Yun Tianhe's back and couldn't help but recall the time she had asked him what he would do if the person he knew turned out to be a bad person, and his answer.

He said he would protect her well.

Just as tensions were about to rise, Murong Ziying intervened in time.

Afterwards, Yun Tianhe planned to help Xuan Xiao find the last extremely cold item, and then leave Qionghua Sect with Han Lingsha and Liu Mengli.

Under the bright moon over Qionghua, the four of them bid farewell one after another.

"Ziying, if you ever become a sword immortal, don't forget to come and see me."

"Yes, and don't forget me, I'll treat you to a delicious wild boar, haha."

"I promise you... I will keep this promise for life."

"Parting in this world is bound to be somewhat sad..."

Chapter 194 She must have some kind of trauma.

Time flows by, and before you know it, you're old and frail.

The setting sun was like fire, and night was approaching.

It was already past closing time for the publishing house's editorial department, but at this moment, inside the editorial department...

The editors felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at Bai Qing, who was slumped over the table, crying for the full time it takes for two incense sticks to burn.

"How long has Ah Qing been crying... and she still hasn't gotten better... what exactly did Fang Qiu write... this is terrifying."

"What's this? I specifically counted today. Qing cried five times while reading this book. Her hands were trembling when she held the manuscript at the end. This is even worse than 'The Legend of Sword and Fairy 1'..."

"Let's wait a bit longer, and then go ask her to go for a drink together when she's in a better mood."

"Hmm... Luckily, I was quick-witted and made an excuse that I still had books to review. After reading '5 Centimeters Per Second' last time, I couldn't sleep well for two days in a row. Every time I closed my eyes, I wanted to take gunpowder and blow up the horse caravan. This time, even the battle-hardened Ah Qing cried like this. I guess I won't be able to sleep for half a month."

"Um... I have a question. Are we going to see another screening of 'Chinese Paladin' later?"

"Uh, that's a good question... I'll just bring my husband with me, so even if I cry, someone will comfort me."

"You're really something! Let's go together then. Let's go to Heyu Teahouse. I heard that they display a famous poem written by a mysterious white-haired poet from Wangsheng Hall. I've been so busy lately that I haven't had a chance to go see it."

As everyone watched Bai Qing cry, they spoke.

After a long while, Bai Qing's sobs gradually subsided, and she wiped the tears from her face with a handkerchief.

Fang Qiu's novel "The Legend of Sword and Fairy 2" is just too heart-wrenching, it's like one knife after another.

Liu Mengli must inherit the demon realm and is forbidden from leaving it for a hundred years.

Han Lingsha's lifespan was only a few years, and the Wangshu Sword greatly depleted her life force.

Time is running out.

Just as Fang Qiu did not grant Xiao Xun a miracle, he did not grant Han Lingsha a miracle either.

Murong Ziying entered the immortal sect at a young age, but he never got to see his parents again until they died.

There are no more relatives around.

Yun Tianhe obtained the breath of the Candle Dragon, which could extend his lifespan to hundreds of years, but he could only watch Han Lingsha die, and even went so far as to blind himself for the sake of the world.

Driven by his obsession, Xuanxiao transformed into a demon and roared at the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens'!" Yet, he was still mercilessly suppressed in the East Sea whirlpool, never to rise again.

Yun Tianqing risked his life to help Su Yu dispel the cold, and he also passed away along with Su Yu.

Along the way, there were countless knives.

The entanglements between Qin Ji, her husband, and Lady Jiang.

It was only after going to the Ghost Realm that she learned that Ji Mo Lianbao was Xia Yuanchen's lover in her previous life. In order to stay by his side, she kept reincarnating, sometimes as a tree, sometimes as grass. When she was finally reincarnated as a human, she became an idiot.

Jiang was also unable to find her beloved in the ghost realm, because he had already been reincarnated.

During the great war in the demon realm, Huai Shuo died saving Murong Ziying, his thoughts still lingering on Xuanji before his death...

From then on, Xuanji stayed at Huai Shuo's door, holding the Summer Cicada cage that Huai Shuo had given her, listening to the familiar chirping of the Summer Cicada, but she could never see that familiar person again.

Afterwards, under the combined sword manipulation of Xuanxiao and Suyao, the Qionghua Sect ascended to heaven, and spiritual energy surged everywhere in the Qionghua Sect.

Xuanji, who was guarding outside Huai Shuo's room, was too young and her cultivation was too shallow to protect her heart meridian. She died alone in the biting cold and snow, holding the Summer Caterpillar Cage that Huai Shuo had left her.

The entire Qionghua Sect was destroyed in an instant. What they had been pursuing for decades turned out to be nothing. They had gone down the wrong path.

Even on Mount Buzhou, Fang Qiu wrote about Long Kui and the Demon Sword.

She looked up at the manuscript in front of her. The last page of the manuscript read, "In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed."

On Qingluan Peak.

Murong Ziying stood by the cliff looking at the sky, and at that moment, Liu Mengli arrived at Qingluan Peak from the Demon Realm.

"Ziying, how have you been these past years?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad. Life is just a fleeting dream. Youth and old age pass in the blink of an eye. Only the way of Heaven remains constant, repeating itself endlessly without ever changing."

"You...they've been waiting for you for a long time, they must have a lot to say. I'm going back to the Sword Tomb now."

After saying that, Murong Ziying waved his hand, stepped on the demonic sword, and transformed into a gust of wind to leave.

Liu Mengli arrived at the small house. Beside the small house were two graves. One gravestone was blank, while the other gravestone was inscribed with "Grave of my beloved wife Han Lingsha". The Wangshu sword was stuck next to the grave.

Just as Liu Mengli was looking downcast and bending down to stroke the Wangshu Sword, the door of the hut opened. Liu Mengli turned around and saw the blind Yun Tianhe walking out of the hut.

The book has ended.

On the last page, Fang Qiu also wrote a song.

Song title: "Dreaming of Immortals".

"Frozen tears, like falling meteors, shatter whose longing? In the cycle of reincarnation, the past has been obliterated, and faces are blurred in dreams. On the Kunlun Mountains, far away from the Jianghu, flowers bloom and fade, filling the sky... Love is hard to let go, love is intertwined, I only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals. Love in this life, love in the next life, let not our entanglement become separation."

Upon seeing this, Bai Qing's tears welled up in her eyes again, and she cried her heart out.

"Ah Qing, let's go grab a drink together later."

Li Ling sighed, walked up to Bai Qing, and said.

"Ah."

Bai Qing said this while sobbing.

Li Ling gently patted Bai Qing's back to comfort her, while secretly glancing at the original manuscript.

He immediately saw the words "Tomb of my beloved wife Han Lingsha" and unconsciously swallowed.

Fang Qiu has... killed off the female lead again.

That delicate and frail little girl is far too cruel.