The terrain in the western part of the Arakawa River is much higher than that of the eastern basin inhabited by the Arakawa tribes, where snow-capped mountains are continuous and birds and beasts are rare.In a valley surrounded by peaks, a small city lurks, bathed in cool, gloomy humidity all year round, without bright sunlight, as if it were sitting on the edge of the clouds.As early as 20 years ago, the town was just a mountain village, with only 30 or 50 households, and the scale was extremely small.But later, a large number of outsiders invaded, forcibly occupied this land and water, built a large number of buildings here, built fortresses, and soon expanded into a city.As a result, Baiyun Village became Baiyun City.Baiyun City is hidden in the deep mountains, the terrain is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is indeed an ideal place to take refuge.However, not only is there a lack of fertile land, but there are also few birds and animals to hunt, making it difficult to make a living, which has become an urgent problem to be solved.The group of invaders, numbering about 5,000 people, were all elites, escorting the Southern Song Dynasty royal family to escape here.Almost all of them were great cultivators, and their combat power was by no means matched by any desolate tribe.So, they rushed down the mountain and plundered, conquered the tribes, and were revered as the overlords of the Arakawa.In this way, with the worship of the nine tribes of the barren clan, these remnants of the Southern Song Dynasty gained nothing for nothing, and grabbed a large amount of materials every year, and life was no longer a problem.They only waited for the day when the situation in the Central Plains changed, and they made a comeback, waiting for an opportunity to raise a banner and recover the Southern Song Dynasty.I don't want to mention it.Let's say that in the west of Baiyun City, there is a steep lonely peak, surrounded by cliffs on all sides, which is unclimbable.Halfway up the mountain, the clouds and mist are extremely thick, covering the entire upper part and covering it with a veil of mystery.In such a precipitous place, there are people living on the flat ground on the top of the peak.Swallowing clouds and spitting fog every day, the eyes are empty, and there is no vulgar dust, which is quite immortal.Despite this style, people are human beings after all, and they are born and old, sick and dead, and they cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires, and they still can't cut off the breath of fireworks, but in the eyes of the outside world, it is like that ethereal cloud and mist, unpredictable.There is a flat land in front of the thatched house, and the ground is sprinkled with rice, attracting many white cranes to fly here and peck at it with their heads bowed.They are snow-white, slim, and light and elegant.There is an ancient pine tree next to it, and there is a straw mat under the pine, and an old man sits on the straw mat.This person has frosty hair and silver eyebrows, a clear face, and a linen dress, although the dress is simple and casual, but it exudes a natural noble bearing.The old man's name is Yunyin, as early as more than 20 years ago, he was the towering emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, and later he was forced to take refuge in Sichuan, but it was still difficult to hide the king's spirit, dominating the 800-mile barren river, and becoming the Yundi who everyone feared.It's just that this emperor is getting more and more shabby.Yun Yin's cultivation path is very similar to the situation of King Yong's Gao Zhan.In his early years, he was tired of government and state affairs, physically and mentally exhausted, and his cultivation has been stagnant in the Seven Realms.It wasn't until later that the dynasty overthrew and the hegemony of the great plan was shattered, so he had to live in seclusion here, accompanied by the white crane all day long.After becoming an idle cloud wild crane, his temperament gradually became weaker, and he practiced without distractions, and soon broke through the shackles and became one of the powerhouses of the Eight Realms.In terms of qualifications, in fact, he is a great master of the older generation, who has been immersed in the Eight Realms for many years, and his skills are perfect, but he is hidden in the white clouds and is not known to the Central Plains world.Now that he is over the age of old, before he reaches the Nine Realms, it is difficult to escape life, old age, sickness and death, seeing that his life is approaching, and his days are numbered.Especially recently, after he returned from Chang'an, he felt more and more tired, obviously touched, eager to get the power of Emperor Wu, his mood also became impetuous, and the anger that had been suppressed for many years began to surge.At this time, he was sitting there quietly, watching the cranes peck.I don't know what to think, he was inexplicably annoyed, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and his deep internal force actually sucked a white crane over, and his slender neck was held in his hand.When the cranes saw this scene, they flapped their wings and fled in a hurry.It's important to save your life, how can you take care of an elegant posture.Click, click, Yun Yin exerted a little force, the snow-white neck was pinched off, and before the white crane could struggle, its elegant body was paralyzed, no different from a white goose that was about to be plucked and cooked.Yun Yinyin's silver eyebrows frowned slightly, the brilliance in his palms flowed, and after sucking the white crane essence blood dry with internal force, he threw it behind him casually and fell in front of a young man who was stroking the qin."
Take it in and cook it."
The young man has a mole on his eyebrows, and he is handsome, and his eyes are full of spirituality.After hearing this command, he stopped playing, pressed his hand on the strings, and did not immediately get up to make a fire for Yunyin to cook the crane."
Teacher, in the past half a month, you have been supplementing the Spirit Crane every day, will it be too much" He said bluntly, looking at Yun Yin's back, a trace of worry appeared between his eyebrows.As Yun Yin's only disciple, he knew that the teacher was troubled, and it was because of this that he gave advice, worried that the teacher would go crazy.He believed that the teacher understood his painstaking efforts.However, Yun Yin didn't appreciate it, suddenly turned around, and glanced at him coldly, "Xiaobai, you are questioning me" He stretched out his dry old hand again.He didn't catch the white-robed youth, but the scorched tail.I heard a buzzing sound, the seven strings were diagnosed, and the paulownia wood on the body suddenly smoked and rose into flames.Burning the harp and boiling the crane.Yun Yin's heart demon has appeared, and his emotions are infected by anger.Xiaobai was shocked, deeply regretted the loss of words just now, and hurriedly prostrated on the ground and asked the teacher for his guilt.Yun Yin was deeply disturbed, waved his hand impatiently, and said: "It seems that you are no longer suitable for here, hurry up and go down the mountain" Xiaobai did not change at all.Who is not suitable for this Xiaobai kowtowed in fear, reluctant to leave, and begged: "Teacher, I can't repay you for the kindness of your teachings."
Let me stay and continue to serve you," he was sincere, without the slightest hint of artificiality.At this moment, Yun Yin's mood gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help sighing, "Child, it's not that you didn't do well, but that I don't have anything to teach you anymore."
You're still young, and you shouldn't be hiding in the mountains. ”Xiaobai still couldn't kneel.Yun Yin was a little relieved, walked over to help him up, and said softly: "Go find your father-in-law, the Shennong Ceremony is about to start, there will be a big bustle in Zhongzhou City, you just take the opportunity to experience the experience." ”He was actually afraid, afraid that he would not be able to restrain his anger next time, and kill Xiao Bai on impulse, he would feel distressed if he did so, and he would be sorry for Bai Jiuxuan.After all, Bai Jiuxuan worked hard for the Southern Song Dynasty, worked all his life, and had no children under his knees, so Xiaobai was the only inheritance.If he really killed him, even if Bai Jiuxuan didn't chill, Yun Yin would feel guilty.Xiaobai got up, understood the meaning of Yun Yin's words, and asked: "Teacher, do we really want to unite with the Southern Jin Dynasty, this is driving the tiger and chasing the wolf" His nature is difficult to change, and he is still so upright.Yun Yin turned around, looked at the vast sea of clouds in the distance, and said: "The royal road is not partial, and if you don't unite with the Southern Jin Dynasty, do you have to shrink here for the rest of your life" He knew that his life was running out, rather than disappearing and obscure, it was better to make the last fight, maybe he could fight some hope.Xiaobai was relieved, knowing that the teacher had made up his mind, so he no longer advised."
You sent me down the mountain to let me kill that Ren Zhen If I'm not mistaken, after our messenger informs the Southern Jin Dynasty, Chen Xuanba's people definitely don't want to see him die."
Yun Yin stood with his hands in his hands, with a cold light in his eyes, and said faintly: "Before he took over, the eight hundred miles of barren rivers were still my territory":