The Ending of "The Sword of Guangling" - Mountain Medicine Room

Chen Shixing, the late-life disciple of Zhang Danfeng, a legendary swordsman in Liang Yusheng's novels, was struck in the back by the powerful handprint of the Buddhist monk Mi Luo during a fierce battle at the Datong Prince's Mansion. Later, he fell into Murong Gui's trap and ingested the most potent poison in the world, the "Poisonous Infant." The reclusive mountain physician, Ge Gulang, predicted he only had about three months to live. Worried that Yunhu, with whom he had a lifelong vow and whom he considered like a sister, would die for him, Chen Shixing, under Ge Gulang's guidance, drank a secret aphrodisiac wine prepared by Ge Gulang. After drinking the wine, Yunhu felt a subtle fragrance permeating her lungs, a wonderfully blissful feeling, like a gentle breeze. While sharing a room with Chen Shixing in the medicine room, although they had traveled together before and sometimes slept in the forest together when they missed their lodgings, this was the first time they had shared a room, making her slightly embarrassed. Under the influence of the drug, it wasn't long before both felt a state of being neither fully drunk nor sober. A pine branch lit in the room swayed precariously in the cold wind blowing in through the crack in the door, and the two of them felt their hearts sway as well, experiencing a truly wondrous sensation.
Outside, the north wind howled, yet they felt as if they had returned to the Jiangnan region in late spring, to Guilin during the fragrant season of osmanthus blossoms. Looking at each other, their hearts, already bound by the mutual understanding built up through countless battles fought together, were unconsciously filled with sweet tenderness. Suddenly, Chen Shixing felt a dazzling display of colors before his eyes—peach, yellowish-brown, brown, orange, rose, and deep red—a vibrant tapestry of hues, making him feel as if he were in a fantastical, mythical realm. "The body is like a Bodhi tree, the mind like a clear mirror." Reaching this state of transcending form and emptiness is extremely difficult for ordinary people. As Yunhu let out a soft moan and her warm, jade-like body nestled into his arms, Chen Shixing, though protected by profound 'mysterious martial arts techniques,' could not resist the gentle pressure of the beautiful woman whose heart already belonged to him. His heart ached as he held her close. With a clatter, a small golden box fell from Chen Shixing's arms. The lid opened, and Yunhu picked it up, taking out a single red bean from within and placing it in her palm. These were the red beans they had picked along the banks of the Xiangsi River in Guilin. Red beans are also known as "love-longing seeds," and those from Guilin are the most famous. Wang Wei's poem, "Red beans grow in the south, how many branches will sprout in spring? I wish you would gather more, for this is the most cherished token of love," refers to this red bean, also known as the love-longing seed. On that day, they picked the red beans, each keeping one as a token of their vows of eternal love. Yun Hu then took out her two red beans, placed them flat in her palm, and whispered in Chen Shixing's ear, "Brother, remember our vow. With these red beans as our witness, and the mountains and rivers as our testimonies, our love will never waver, life
after life." What followed was so natural. Chen Shixing took a deep breath, a surge of heat rising from his dantian. His lips explored towards Yun Hu's, brushing against her chest with the hair falling from her head, finally resting on her shoulder. Chen Shixing's lips finally found Yun Hu's cherry-like lips. He kissed her gently, his lips roaming over her face, passionate kisses again and again. They landed lightly on Yun Hu's delicate, flawless cheeks. Yun Hu gently turned to the side, their burning bodies pressed tightly together, the thumping of their hearts so clear in the quiet night. Chen Shixing felt her nipples pressing tightly against him. She lifted her hips and slowly moved closer to his already erect penis, until finally her soft abdomen pressed firmly against it, and she pushed against it forcefully. Yun Hu's soft moans gradually intensified, and her sweet, feminine fragrance grew stronger. Chen Shixing could feel her breasts swaying up and down against his chest as she pushed. He slipped one leg between her smooth, silky thighs, and Yun Hu lay back, wanting Chen Shixing to be on top of her, needing his gentle caresses. Chen Shixing kissed her throat, kissed her nipples; her taste was so mellow and sweet, her feminine scent so soft yet intense. He could feel her back arching, and the warmth between her legs enveloping his inserted leg.
The firelight from the pine branches was extinguished by the cold wind blowing through the window cracks. The medicine room was pitch black, as dark as Yunhu's tightly closed vagina. The dim light of the fire on the walls was gone; only the chilly moonlight filtering through the window silently watched over the lovers, now lost in ecstasy after enduring life-or-death torment. Yunhu lifted her leg, then hooked her arms around Chen Shixing's broad shoulders. Her vulva was perfectly open, begging for deeper caresses. Chen Shixing's Adam's apple bobbed. He held her legs, opened his mouth, and gently sucked on her mons pubis. Yunhu began to writhe irregularly. He heard her heavy breathing and joyful moans, and he thrust his tongue deeper inside, swirling and squeezing. Her vulva began to tremble slightly with excitement. His tongue, wandering, suddenly found a hard little fleshy spot—her most sensitive clitoris. He took it in and sucked on it. Yunhu could no longer control herself and let out a soft moan of pleasure. Chen Shixing raised his head, his hand grasping his engorged penis as he brought it closer to where he had just been sucking. In the soft moonlight, Yun Hu squinted her starry eyes, feeling his penis striving to penetrate her vaginal opening. She thrust her legs forcefully against his body, holding him tightly, as if afraid he would vanish like smoke. Her vaginal opening was tight, and his glans, gleaming with a deep purple light, was so large. This pair of lovers, their hearts in perfect harmony, finally overcame this beautiful hesitation. Under Chen Shixing's masterful manipulation, his penis finally entered her body. The inner walls of Yun Hu's vagina trembled with a heartbreaking sensation, yet she also felt a subtle comfort, like ants crawling on her skin. A desire arose within her to suck his penis even tighter and deeper. She felt her body engulf him, opening up and absorbing him. She was melted by him; she was completely him, belonging to him, an inseparable part of his body. Chen Shixing slowly withdrew, then thrust straight in again with a powerful thud. Yun Hu bit her lip, suppressing her inner screams, and entwined with him, spinning like a wheel. She thought of ancient sayings like, "Isolated yin cannot produce, solitary yang cannot grow; yin and yang in harmony, all things are born." Perhaps this would alleviate the effects of Chen Shixing's poison
. Chen Shixing's penis was so thick that Yun Hu felt excruciating pain, as if every nerve in her vagina was screaming. She endured it forcefully, afraid of affecting the relief of Chen Shixing's poison, and became drenched in sweat. He continued to thrust in and out, and her pleasure replaced the excruciating pain, slowly leading to intense ecstasy; she was burning with desire. Her vagina was like the tentacles of a lightning fish, gripping his penis with each powerful thrust, as if a thousand lips were gently kissing Chen Shixing's penis. Each powerful, deep thrust was like a beautiful musical note, eliciting a strong tremor in her voice. She forgot her own existence, forgot Chen Shixing's existence. She became a vessel, filled to the brim, overflowing. Soon, she would overflow. Tears streamed down her face with excitement. As she spun around, in the chilly moonlight, her tears turned into tiny pearls. Chen Shixing's fingers held her snowflake-like neck tightly. He didn't know he had hurt his beloved woman. A wave of climax washed over him, and she rhythmically lifted her firm buttocks to meet each of his thrusts. Yun Hu immediately entered a state of frenzy, her whole body trembling violently. She squeezed him desperately, unable to hold back her soft moans. This pair of heroes floated in the clouds, floating, floating. Soon, a warm current slowly surged into Yun Hu's heart; she felt the warmth in her genitals. Chen Shixing's penis, lying inside her, went limp. He had given her his sweet, pure semen for a once-in-a-lifetime moment, bearing her a posthumous child and extinguishing Yun Hu's thought of dying for him. But it shortened his lifespan by a month. Upon seeing his senior brother, it was too late; his inner energy dissipated. He played the Guangling San, a piece played by Ji Kang a thousand years ago, expressing his feelings. His close friend was gone, his beloved wife had died… Suddenly, with a “snap,” the string broke. Man and zither were both lost, leaving his wife and son behind in the Tianshan Mountains.
Indeed: How can one bear the drifting stars, the cold moon over the Tianshan Mountains, the mournful strings lamenting! A vow of three lifetimes, yet only regret that love cannot be mended by fate. The crows cry bitterly, their mournful sobs fading as spring ends. Old companions are separated by the netherworld; where is the beloved now, leaning against the railing? Looking towards the past, only to find no one amidst the chaotic mountains and misty trees. Like phoenixes and luan birds, their traces are lost without a trace. The Bodhi mirror and the bright mirror are both unrecognizable; why should the soul perish in the southern shore? Let us gallop across the heavens, searching for the path we once took.
—Tune: Changting Yuanman

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