Bai Zhirou had officially taken over the position of sect master, and the four elders were following her lead.
Under Bai Zhirou's cold and decisive attack, the Iron Sword Sect gradually regained its former peace after a great turmoil.
…….
Days passed by.
In the blink of an eye, autumn passed and winter came.
Ning Chuan also welcomed the first snow of early winter. It was his tenth year in the Iron Sword Sect.
The first snow of winter this year was very heavy.
The snow was whistling in the cold wind. The cold air made Ning Chuan wrap up in a thick fur coat. He rubbed his hands and exhaled a breath of hot air. He took heavy steps and walked slowly in the snow.
Ten years had passed, and the snow in winter was still the same.
Ning Chuan's eyes were calm as he looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky. A trace of melancholy suddenly rose in his heart.
Time passed.
Ten years?
A hundred years?
A thousand years?
Ten thousand years?
....
The sun and moon alternated, and the four seasons reincarnated.
Ning Chuan was thinking about one thing. After ten thousand years, would the world he was familiar with still be the same as before?
As time passed, how many changes would he witness?
What would he look like after tens of thousands of years?
Walking through the thick snow, Ning Chuan came to the top of Cui Hu Mountain. He looked down at the vast sea of clouds and then looked at the snowflakes that were flying in the sky. A smile appeared on his face.
No matter how the world changes, I will remain unmoved.
No matter how the sea moves, I am still me.
Live long and live as long as heaven and earth.
Perhaps this was the loneliness that only he could experience on the long road to immortality!
Ning Chuan's emotions gradually calmed down.
He suddenly turned around.
His figure gradually moved further and further away, gradually disappearing into the snowstorm.
…….
The days passed really quickly.
In the blink of an eye.
It was already the end of the year.
It was also the most important festival of the year for mortals-New Year!
……
Outside the herb garden, the wind and snow howled.
In the house.
The firewood in the stove was burning brightly.
The slightly shabby house was filled with warmth.
A man and a woman sat opposite each other at a wooden table with four small dishes and a pot of old wine.
New Year!
It was a day of family reunion.
Bai Zhirou no longer had a family, but in her heart, Ning Chuan was her only family.
"Junior brother, you're old."
Looking at Ning Chuan's 30-year-old face, Bai Zhirou sighed softly.
"Senior Sister is already twenty-five years old this year, right? However, time doesn't seem to have left too many marks on Senior Sister's face. Senior Sister's internal strength is deep, and she still looks young. How can Junior Brother compare to her!”
Ning Chuan said calmly.
He picked up the hot wine and poured a cup for Bai Zhirou before filling his own.
"Junior Brother, let me toast you."
Bai Zhirou picked up her wine glass and drank it in one gulp. Ning Chuan also raised his glass and drank the wine in his glass.
For a moment, the two of them were speechless.
After a long time.
Bai Zhirou was the first to break the silence.
"Junior brother, I want to promote you to the fifth elder of the Iron Sword Sect.”
Looking at Bai Zhirou's serious expression, Ning Chuan smiled and shook his head without saying anything.
However, Bai Zhirou revealed a bitter smile. Although her Junior Brother Ning didn't decline, the smile on his face already explained everything.
"Junior brother, I've become the sect master of the Iron Sword Sect. You can tell me whatever you want, and I'll help you.”
Bai Zhirou spoke again.
This time, Ning Chuan did not decline.
He pondered for a moment, then smiled at Bai Zhirou.""Senior sister, if you really want to give me something, then help me find some medicinal seeds and give me a good pill furnace.”
Hearing Ning Chuan's request.
The bitter smile on Bai Zhirou's face deepened.
Although she knew that Ning Chuan's only hobby was to play with these flowers and plants, and he was very interested in alchemy, she did not expect Ning Chuan to like it so much.
"Alright, I promise you."
"However, can you listen to Senior Sister's advice and move out of this herb garden? I have already ordered people to build an exquisite pavilion for you to live in. Why do you have to stay here all day?”
Bai Zhirou advised.
Ning Chuan smiled, and his smile was very simple and honest, as if it had never changed in the past ten years.
"I'm already used to living here. Shidi will really lose sleep if I change places.”
"Hey!"
Bai Zhirou sighed heavily.
This Junior Brother Ning of hers was good in every aspect, but the only thing was that he was too stubborn.
In the past few months, she had persuaded Ning Chuan many times, hoping that he would move out of the herbal garden. She would give him a better life.
It was a pity.
Ning Chuan refused every time.
Seeing Bai Zhirou's disappointed expression, Ning Chuan's eyes were very calm.
"Senior Sister, all good things must come to an end. Perhaps one day, we will part ways. I will forever remember your kindness to me.
Ning Chuan picked up the wine jug and filled the two of them with wine, then finished his own glass.
In the dark.
Ning Chuan had a feeling.
He felt that in the near future, he might really have to leave.
This year!
Perhaps it was also the last year he and Bai Zhirou would be together.
This kind of intuition was very strong, and it made Ning Chuan feel something.
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