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Besha Palace in the early morning always carries a hazy and mysterious beauty. The morning mist gently drifts among the mountains, like a light veil covering the earth. Molan stands on the terrace of the palace, gazing at the gradually rising sun in the distance, her face filled with a serene smile.
Since Liu Guan was injured, Molan's concern for him has gradually transformed into deep affection. She often walks with Liu Guan in the Bi shui Palace in the early morning or at dusk, exchanging insights on cultivation and discussing the beauty of immortal techniques. Liu Guan is grateful for Molan's attentive care, while Molan is drawn to Liu Guan's pure and passionate heart. The bond between them is like the blossoming of flowers in the morning dew.
On this day, as the first rays of sunlight sprinkled on the surface of the lake, Molan and Liu Guan met in the pavilion by the lake. Liu Guan was dressed in a light blue robe, and the scar on his forehead had already disappeared, leaving only a faint trace. His handsome face and clear eyes revealed a calm and composed demeanor.
" Liu Guan, are your injuries completely healed?" Molan asked with a smile, her tone filled with concern.
Liu Guan nodded, with a grateful glint in their eyes. "Thanks to Fairy sister's care, my injuries have healed. Once again, I thank you."
Molan gently shook their head, with a humble attitude. " Liu Guan, we are friends, helping each other is only natural."
Two people sat in the pavilion, facing the lake, feeling the fresh morning breeze. Layers of ripples appeared on the lake, reflecting their figures, as if telling an unfinished story.
Liu Guan gazed at the distant mountains, speaking in a calm and profound tone: "Fairy sister, during this period of quiet recuperation, I have gained a new understanding of fairy magic. The practice of fairy magic is not just about improving internal strength, but also about purifying the soul. The days spent with you have allowed me to experience the tranquility of being at peace with the world, a return to a harmonious state of simplicity."
Molan listened to Liu Guan's words with a thoughtful expression in his eyes. " Liu Guan, what you said is true. In our cultivation on the path of immortality, we seek not only breakthroughs in power, but also the understanding of the harmony with all things in the world, to comprehend the way of life where all things depend on and nourish each other."
Their conversation was filled with philosophy and insight. Through such exchanges, the hearts and emotions of Molan and Liu Guan gradually drew closer without them realizing it.
In the morning dew, the flowers beside the pavilion slowly bloomed, releasing a faint fragrance. Molan and Liu Guan sat together, discussing the mysteries of immortal techniques and sharing their insights. Liu Guan's eyes were filled with admiration and affection for Molan, and in Molan's heart, she was moved by Liu Guan's purity and enthusiasm.
As time passed, their friendship gradually transformed into deeper emotions. In this world of immortals and heroes, their story unfolded like a beautiful poem, slowly filling with poetic and emotional sentiments.
Molan and Liu Guan practice together in the Bi shui Palace, exploring the mysteries of immortality. Their relationship slowly nurtures through these shared experiences, gradually growing stronger. On this dewy morning, their friendship blossoms quietly like the flowers of early spring, releasing their unique fragrance.
As the morning sun rises, the morning mist on the terrace gradually disperses, revealing the beautiful garden within the Bi shui Palace. In this garden, the trees are lush, and the flowers are in full bloom, resembling a hidden peach blossom paradise. Liu Guan stands in the center of the garden, his eyes shining brightly, as he decides to guide Molan in practicing swordsmanship.
Molan is always passionate about learning swordsmanship. Although she has extraordinary talent in the field of magic, her swordsmanship is still somewhat immature. She wears a light and airy blue dress, holding a slender wooden sword, standing opposite Liu Guan, her eyes shining with a thirst for learning.
Liu Guan gently wields his sword, his swordsmanship flowing and elegant, every movement natural like flowing water. His figure moves gracefully among the flowers, like a light dragonfly, the tip of his sword lightly touching the water's surface, creating subtle ripples.
In that garden full of vitality and fragrance, Liu Guan gently imparted the true essence of swordsmanship to Molan in the guise of a celestial disciple. His words were filled with profound wisdom: " Fairy sister, true swordsmanship lies not in the flashy and complex techniques, but in the harmony and communication between the heart and the sword. When you truly unite with the sword, each swing will reveal the clarity and steadfastness of your inner self."
Listening to Liu Guan's guidance, Molan felt a deep reverence for swordsmanship. She earnestly gripped the wooden sword in her hand, attempting to imitate the movements as demonstrated by Liu Guan. At first, her every swing seemed somewhat stiff and constrained, but as time passed, she began to relax and her movements became natural and fluid.
In Molan's figure, one can feel a natural and vibrant beauty. She spins and moves through the flowers, her long skirt swaying with her movements, like a graceful and free-spirited fairy dancing elegantly. The wooden sword in her hand spins lightly, gently touching the petals without disturbing the purity of the flowers.
Liu Guan complements Molan with a more stable and profound posture, and every movement of his appears precise and rhythmic. When his sword tip meets Molan's, it produces a clear and melodious sound, as if it were a chord in nature.
In the garden, the two of them seemed to be performing a beautiful dance. They weaved through the flower trees and leaped lightly on the water's surface, each jump as if stepping on the spring breeze. Their figures were like two falling leaves in the spring wind, light and silent.
As time passed, Molan's swordsmanship became more and more refined. In her eyes, there was not only a passion for practice, but also an understanding of swordsmanship. Liu Guan watched Molan's changes and smiled with satisfaction.
In the garden, time seems to slow down, with only the sound of two people's swordplay and light footsteps. In this sea of flowers, their spirits seem to dance with the swordsmanship, gradually merging together to form a silent understanding.
In this way, Molan, under the guidance of Liu Guan, slowly grasped the essence of swordsmanship. Her swordsmanship is no longer just an imitation of techniques, but has developed its own style. In this garden, her friendship with Liu Guan also transcended through the sword dance, and their bond blossomed quietly like the morning dew on the flowers, emitting a unique fragrance.
As the sun gradually rises, the flowers in the garden become even more vibrant under its rays, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers. The sword dance of Molan and Liu Guan gradually comes to a stop, and they sit on a stone bench in the garden, enjoying this moment of tranquility.
Liu Guan looks at Molan with curiosity in her eyes. " Fairy sister, I heard that you come from a distant place. Are there any special songs there?"
Molan's eyes shimmered with the light of memories, and she nodded gently, a hint of a smile playing at the corner of her mouth. "Yes, my hometown has many beautiful folk songs. Among them, there is one song that I love the most. It tells of the mountains, rivers, and the simple lives of the people in my hometown."
On that afternoon filled with the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds, Molan sat on a stone bench in the garden, while Liu Guan sat quietly across from her. At Liu Guan's request, Molan prepared to sing a folk song from her hometown, a song that she had known by heart since she was a child.
She cleared her throat gently and then began to sing the song softly. Her voice was pleasant and melodious, like a gentle spring morning, with a clear stream flowing through the valley, serene and tranquil. Her singing was full of emotion, with each note seeming to tell a story, expressing deep longing for her distant hometown, an affection for the familiar mountains and rivers, and memories of past beautiful times.
As her singing echoed softly in the garden, the surrounding scenery seemed to come alive. The flowers swayed gently as if dancing to the rhythm, and even the birds in the distance seemed to be drawn in, ceasing their chirping to listen quietly.
Liu Guan listened to Molan's singing, and his eyes revealed deep emotion. This song made him feel a kind of unprecedented tranquility and peace. He closed his eyes, following the lead of the song, and his soul seemed to be taken to a distant place, seeing the mountains and waters, feeling the simplicity and kindness of the people there. This is not just a song, but more like a spiritual journey, allowing him to deeply feel the beauty and purity in Molan's heart.
As the song ended, the entire garden returned to its former tranquility. Liu Guan opened his eyes and said to Molan, "Fairy sister, your singing is beautiful. It took me to a place I had never been to before, and I felt the beauty and tranquility there."
Molan smiles, her singing not only expresses her longing for her hometown, but also unconsciously draws the listener's soul to experience the tranquility and simplicity of a distant place. In this garden, Molan's singing seems to build a bridge of the soul, connecting each other's inner world.
Her eyes sparkle with contentment. "This song is not only a longing for my hometown, but also an aspiration for a beautiful life. In this Bi shui Palace, I feel a similar tranquility and harmony to my hometown."
Liu Guan opened his eyes and looked at Molan with gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you, Fairy sister. Your singing has made me feel a special kind of power, as if it can cleanse the dust from my soul."
On that dewy morning, Molan and Liu Guan shared their stories in the garden of Bi shui Palace. Their friendship deepened in this peaceful environment, and their souls were closely connected through singing and sword dancing. Their friendship was like the blossoming flowers in the garden, not only beautiful but also filled with deep emotions and the power of life.
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