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林中万籁俱静，却不显得寂寥，反而在这错落的竹影之下更觉几分清幽。
林不玄是猜得到眼前这位依旧屈膝倚坐抱着琴的女子便是方才几欲要自己命的那枚投影的正主。
这种情形放Fantasy Novel里那就是很经典的打了小的来大的，打了大的来老的套路。
其实这么说也不太贴切，毕竟林不玄是连那位“小的”动都没动一下，人家那位“大的”就觉得他是个祸害气势汹汹跑下来要打，关键是下场了还没打过…
Although there is no tension of swords and bows in this forest nowadays, nobody knows if the person playing the piano in front of me is seeking revenge for losing face. Lin Buxuan can only instinctively cuddle the little fox sleeping soundly in his arms a bit tighter.
Actually, he really has nothing to say. He clearly came out to see the world, and have some fun with the classic plot of pretending to be weak to defeat the strong, which is enjoyable. But seeking enlightenment and the path of immortality is not counted as part of his journey...
I want to find immortals, but it has to be an old Taoist with exceptional demeanor and a strong immortal aura... It would be best if there is also a graceful fairy, and we can sit together, have a cup of tea, play chess, and have a pleasant conversation, right?
哪是如今这样，上来喊着要自己命的不是什么照心境练气境的纨绔子弟，而是一介早已超脱人间之外的真仙？
况且她还小气到连自己随口抹黑说的话都能记下来顺便呛一嘴的…
林不玄低头看，怀里的小狐妖看上去睡得正香, 她伸手挠了挠自己压着的那只狐耳，扇了扇狐尾，呼吸匀称。
林不玄将两根手指悬在轻鸾尾巴一寸不到，他目光如炬，随时准备揪毛救命。
那位仙子终于伸手撩起遮掩的门帘，露出半扇容颜，她眸光转向林不玄，另一只手伸了伸，坦然道:“把剑还来。”
Jian, Lin Buxuan is not willing to return the sword. Qing Luan said there is a secret when these two swords are put together. Previously, I didn't know how to get them, but now they are delivered to my doorstep. It doesn't make sense to return the sword before even getting the chance to hold it.
Moreover... it's not even me, who knows if they came to deceive the sword?
可念至人家也没有上来就玩杀人夺宝那一块，必然是有转机，或者是人家压根就没看上自己手里这剑, 只不过是为了寻个说法，林不玄便是道:
“这柄剑是柳姑娘赠予我的，怎么是仙子的剑？你说是师妹便是师妹？要还我也只还柳姑娘的。”
门帘后的女子神色未变，只是眸光稍稍扫了林不玄一眼，便哼声道:“你当本宫要骗你的剑？要本宫给你看看无道仙宫的令牌是么？区区一柄法器，我无道仙宫多的是，还需本宫专程下来找你要？”
“那你不找我要就不找我要呗…我们两清喽…”林不玄摊手。
“你…此剑是我师妹的，已用长久，今日本宫一定要拿到！”
"Are you... unable to accept defeat?" Lin Buxuan, fearless even in the face of boiling water, either hides behind Master Shi in his arms or breaks up relationships with seductive music. It is better to act shamelessly in that case.
"Who can't accept defeat? This palace never specialized in swordsmanship, let alone a mere illusion infused with a trace of the path sought by this celestial palace. It can't even be considered an intentional clone, so who knows there are two extremely rare sword hearts in such a tiny place in the immortal realm?"
The woman seemed slightly indignant, with a hint of defiance in her argument. Unfortunately, as she resumed her sitting position with her legs folded and even pressed her fingers on the strings, Lin Buxuan had no choice but to remain silent.
这位仙子的袖口垂在琴弦上，似是在思索些什么, 只是看着林不玄，良久无言，林中又是沉默。
细微的雪风拂过，竹叶飘零，那双玉手下意识拨撩一下琴弦，这位抱着琴的仙子才是断了沉吟，问:
“Then are you going to return the sword?”
“No, I won't.” Lin Buxuan responded decisively.
“好。”但林不玄也没想到她会点头称好，抬起头来看了她一眼，这位仙子呼出口气，缓缓道:
“你本宫破格收你为无道仙宫记名弟子，你可行三叩九拜之礼，然后与本宫一道回仙宫。从此之后，伱便也可登仙。”
Her eyes were firm and calm, looking at Lin Buxuan with a somewhat superior expression.
After all, this was the opportunity to become an immortal... no, it couldn't even be called an opportunity, it should be said... the passport to immortality, the certainty of becoming an immortal.
Even if there is only a one in a thousand chance, in this mortal world, it is inevitable to be attracted to someone like Lin Buxuan.
Even though there is the restriction of Tianzhong, which prohibits ascension in the mortal realm, the Bujia Wudao Immortal Palace is not just a small sect in the mountains. It is possible for them to reach out to someone from the mortal realm and have a conversation with Tiantian.
现在你逞口舌之快，本宫地位修行在不好给你这小辈些手段，但若是师徒，那也不会有人来说点什么。
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She saw Lin Buxuan and immediately clasped her hands together, secretly delighted... Mortals, oh mortals, still unable to resist the temptation of cultivation. But just two breaths later, she was stunned to hear Lin Buxuan say seriously:
“承蒙仙宫厚爱，但林某自由散漫惯了，想必也无法习惯仙宫的条条规规，更何况，听闻仙宫千百年只纳一徒，就不为难仙子破戒了，若无事，就此别…”
“慢着！”仙子一拂袖，喝住那已经打算起身就走人的林不玄，有没有搞错？
你拿了我家弟子的剑，惹得本家差点缺失刚刚纳的徒弟，本家非但没怪你还抛了橄榄枝，结果你一脚给踢了？
Lin Buxuan bows with both hands, "May I ask for the guidance of the senior?"
轻丝白衫的仙子单手扣在琴上，有点儿像是下棋下输了气不过般指着林不玄问:
“本家可是无道仙宫，可不是什么牛鬼蛇神，是堂堂正正的仙门！求都求不来的，你可明白？”
林不玄摇摇头，干脆又坐下来，“仙宫大名晚辈早有耳闻，只是晚辈并不是不慕仙，只是晚辈早已拜师，颇感惋惜。”
仙子蹙眉，她伸手去理自己头上插着的簪子，挂下来的流苏轻轻动摇，叮铃作响，她叹了口气，“凡间之师，又怎能与我仙家做比？你若想寻仙，哪有那么容易，登仙可不是一盘棋一副画，豁然开朗就可以…罢了罢了，既你抉择如此，本宫也就懒得说服你。”
Lin Buxuan lowered his head in silence. My master probably already ignores the constraints of the heavenly clock, but her magnanimity won't let her bear grudges against you.
As for the other one... luckily, they're still asleep. Otherwise, if this little fox heard it, they might bite you to death, you know?
不过他也松了口气，这正主还算好说话的，估计也懒得跟他个小辈斤斤计较，抱拳起身道:“那就此别过，谨受教。”
“且慢。”这位疑似宫主的女子又喊住了林不玄，“那本宫此次下界，要剑没要回，要人也没有，你便让本宫这般空手回去？”
林不玄没辙，但也只能摊手，我看人家书里什么大能下界都是免费点化了又是送个传承的，再不济也整个十全大补丸，怎么轮到我了啥也没捞着，连点顿悟都没有，还要掏出点东西来？
我身上啥也没，就小黄书小色图多写多画了两本，要不给你掏两本去？
当然，说是不可能这么说的，他诚恳道:“只是晚辈身上不知道有什么前辈看得上眼的…”
仙子眸光转转，的确不好从林不玄身上搜刮什么东西，总不能说天上闷得慌，你那小人书不错给帮你宫搜罗两本吧？
She had no choice but to say: "I've heard that the young master can also play a type of never-before-seen qin. Why not bring it out and let this palace have a look? Please allow me to listen to a song and broaden my horizons."