When Liu was ten years old, he was very surprised when he recognized him, and immediately gave birth to extremely sincere joy, and shouted: "Master, no, hello seniors!
”When he came to Guocheng Temple to study Buddhism, he couldn't understand the true meaning of the scroll at all, until he received the personal guidance of Yin San, and finally understood the scriptures, and then suppressed the conflict of true qi in his body.After the interpretation of the scriptures, Yin San disappeared from his life, which made him miss him very much, and he was naturally very excited to meet again today.In his mind that Yin San must be a great monk in Guocheng Temple, he subconsciously shouted master, and then thought that since the other party wanted to drink, he couldn't say that he was wrong, and the other party was a master invited by Gongzi, so he quickly changed to the title of his predecessor.Yin San smiled and signaled that there was no need to be polite, sat down at the table, looked at the sumptuous dishes, and found that the little fox's craftsmanship was more refined than back then, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "This dish can be served with wine." ”At this time, Xiaohe walked in with a bowl of vegetables, and was also very surprised to look at Yin San.It's just that unlike Liu, who is ten years old, her joy is lighter and her vigilance is more, and she doesn't want any variables in the peaceful days of the Zen temple garden.Yin San glanced at the bowl in her hand and found that it was diving kimchi, the green bamboo shoots and the red-skinned radish were very good-looking, overflowing with a faint sour fragrance, and she was even more satisfied, and said, "You can have a bowl of rice after drinking." ”Xiaohe smiled and saluted, put the kimchi on the table, went to the stove room to get clean dishes and chopsticks, and poured a full bowl.Yin San took a sip of the wine, and found that the wine was ordinary, a little light, and he didn't care, so he drank all the wine in the bowl in another sip.Liu Shinian hurriedly filled the bowl of wine again for him.Yin San didn't eat vegetables, and drank another bowl directly, and the interesting thing is that he drank it very heroically, but he drank it for granted.A few years ago, the Demon Suppression Prison Incident, the Emperor of the Underworld killed the dragon and died, that evening he played a tune, drank a bowl of wine, today he also blew a tune, and he especially wanted to drink.After drinking two bowls of wine, he picked up chopsticks, picked up half a bowl of his favorite dish, and ate slowly, occasionally sandwiching a piece of red-skinned radish to clear his mouth."
Didn't Zenzi write a letter asking you to go to Yimaozhai?
Why not?
”Yin San suddenly looked at Liu Shi-year-old and said.Liu Shisui was even more sure that the other party was a friend of the great master or son of Guocheng Temple, and smiled apologetically, but did not say anything.When he was in Yunmeng Mountain, Jing Jiu asked him the same question, but he didn't say it then, and he wouldn't say it now.Yin San smiled slightly, and then asked, "How do you feel about this question?"
”Liu was ten years old and thought about his career as a guard in that world, but found that it was really simple and boring, and he couldn't talk about any insights, so he said apologetically: "No." ”Yin San asked, "What about Jing Jiu?"
”Liu didn't think about it at the age of ten, and said directly: "Childe is similar to being outside, it's still like that." ”Yin San was silent for a moment and then said, "That's good. ”………… Somewhere in Yunmeng Mountain, the autumn trees are like yellow covers, and a few golden leaves fall with the wind.Tong Yan stood under the tree, looking at the dream-like cloud country outside the cliff, not knowing what he was thinking.He carried a delicate little flask in his hand, and whenever a leaf fell, he would lift it up and take a sip.Monks drink alcohol, which is not much different from mortal drinking, and still needs to be given good things.Before He Zhan went to Baicheng, he copied the method of making grilled fish to him, and he roasted hundreds of them, but found that he still couldn't bake the taste, so he had to give up.At this time, the good things he used to deliver wine were not those yellow leaves falling in the wind, but a few chess pieces held in the palm of his left hand.The chess pieces rubbed and rotated in the palm of the hand, bringing out a clear but deep sound, which was somewhat good, and for him, it was no different from a good dish.He played chess less and less because he found it boring.No one in the world can beat him, and he can't defeat Jing Jiu, whether in the world or in the illusion of Qingtianjian.The method of playing chess is still so boring......
If he is bored, he will think about drinking, and naturally he will not use the true yuan to dissipate it, and when the seventieth yellow leaf falls, he finally feels drunk.This feeling of fluttering fairy is really good.Tong Yan thought to himself that he had risen to become an immortal, why bother cultivating hard, mortals only needed a few pots of fine wine.Is it really worth paying so much for the sake of the ethereal and elusive avenue?
He took the flask and stepped on the railing, rode away in the wind, and walked long through the clouds and mist, until he came to a very secluded and remote valley.This is the edge of Yunmeng Mountain, and it is close to the forbidden formation, and few Zhongzhou disciples will come here.It may be for this reason that Luo Huainan secretly built his secret mansion here.Tong Yan carried the wine jug, opened the three-layer prohibition of the cave, and walked in, and the light band made of spars met the fresh wind, illuminating the simple and clean furnishings inside.After Luo Huainan's death, this secret cave house fell into his hands, Tan Zhenren and Bai Zhenren should know what he did secretly, and responded with silence, and naturally they would not pay attention to this small cave mansion.Tong Yan walked to the stone table and was silent for a while.There used to be a green vial here, which was Luo Huainan's last retreat for Yuan Ying, but he really died here.Tong Yan poured some wine from the flask on the ground, then sat down and drank it slowly.As time passed, he became more and more drunk, leaned his forehead against the stone table, and when he was about to sleep, he suddenly heard a voice.The sound was faint, like a candle in a gale, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.Tong Yan Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes were extremely bright, and he was still a little drunk.This place is quiet and remote, close to the Yunmeng Great Array, and there are prohibitions in the cave to isolate the inside and outside, why is there a sound?
The voice was so close that it seemed to be in his heart.Could it be the means of the evil demons?
Tong Yan thought indifferently, even the Holy Maiden of the Blood Demon Sect back then didn't have such skills, and the Hu Guifei in the palace couldn't do it.He believed that this was not an illusion, and he didn't drink too much, so he carried the true yuan into his ears and listened intently.I don't know how long it took, but his earlobes trembled slightly, and he finally heard the voice again.The voice was really faint, and trembling slightly, it seemed extremely cold, and ......
It was as if he had heard it somewhere.He listened in silence for a long time, and finally understood what the voice was saying."
Juvenile ......"
"Juvenile......
Save Me ......"
"The Boy Who Played Chess......
It's my ......"
Tong Yan raised his eyebrows, and he raised it very strongly, as if it was erected.He could hear whose voice it was.Blue Sky Spirit.The little girl named Qing'er.The little girl from his childhood had come out to play with him, until he was reunited in the small building in Echo Valley the other day.After the meeting, he asked Shizun to go to the Echo Valley to meet her, but Shizun did not allow it......
Yes, Qingtianjian is in Echo Valley, why does her voice sound in her heart?
Could it be that he really drank too much, because of the setbacks suffered by the chess path and what happened to Luo Huainan, so that he had demons in his heart?
Tong Yan's face suddenly turned pale, not because he drank too much, not because he was afraid of the demons, but because he really heard Qing'er's wail again.He figured out something.The voice didn't come from the heart, but from a crack in the cave.No one knew that in Luo Huainan's hidden cave mansion, there was a secret passage that could lead to the leylines in the depths of the Yunmeng Great Array.The crack in the stone is the entrance to the tunnel.Why did that faint voice come from there?
Could it be that Qingtianjian was suppressed to the depths of the leylines?
Qingtian Jian is a real Heavenly Treasure, and his status in the Zhongzhou faction is similar to that of Qilin and the dead Canglong, and only two masters can make such a decision.What kind of mistake did that little girl make to be punished like this?
Tong Yan studied chess deeply, had extremely strong deductive calculation skills, and only took a very short time to get close to the truth, and at the same time concluded that this was not something he could meddle in.He rested the flask on the stone table, got up and walked out of the cave without hesitation.Sensing his departure, the voice from the depths of the earth faded away, and everything returned to dead silence, desperate.Tong Yan came to the door of the cave and waved his hand to throw a jade plaque.The jade plate drew a streamer of light and headed towards a certain place in Yunmeng Mountain, taking with him a divine sense that he had passed on to Bai Zao.
——I had an understanding of the Qingtianjian Fantasy Realm, and decided to retreat and retreat, and the time is unknown.He reopened the three prohibitions, turned around and walked back to the depths of the cave, and made another barrier formation before he walked to the stone wall and stared at the stone crack for a long time.It didn't take long for him to come to the second conclusion, which was basically impossible.The leylines are connected to the Yunmeng Great Array, and if you want to dive into the depths of the leylines, you can't use any Dao methods, otherwise you will definitely be discovered.And a heavenly treasure like Qingtianjian must be guarded, and it may even be a Qilin Divine Beast, even if he really reaches the depths of the leyline, what can he do?
He failed to draw a third conclusion.For a man as brilliant and calculating as him, there are only two situations that do not need to be considered.One is that it is not clear how to calculate, and the other is that there is no good result in how to calculate, so there is no need to deduce and calculate at this time, just do it directly.Tong Yan took off the clothes on his body, folded them carefully, put them on the couch, and walked to the stone wall.Steady hands landed on the hard stone wall, as if they had grabbed tofu, and quietly dug down a large piece of rock.Soon the crack was dug into a hole that could be drilled into, and the ground was piled up like a hill of sand and gravel.The speed seems to be fast, but thinking about the distance between the depths of the leyline and the ground, I know that it is still too slow.Tong Yan has already calculated that it will take about twelve years to dig into the depths of the earth's leylines.This fact did not hold him back down, and he continued to dig in silence.For a monk, 12 years of retreat is normal.………… Winter is coming.The Qingshan Array opened as in previous years, ushering in the first snow, the second snow, and the third snow.At the top of the peak at the end of the gods, a stone gate of the cave opened.Jing Jiu walked to the cliff with his hands behind his back and looked at the peaks in the wind and snow, his left hand still holding.The snow falls silently, Tianguang Peak is as usual, Shangde Peak is as usual, Jian Peak, Xilai Peak, and the peaks are as usual.The scenery in front of him was no different from the scenery he saw when he decided to leave for Asaka Castle a few years ago.It's just that there is a faint sound of music coming from Qingrong Peak not far away.There is always a saying about appreciating snow and plum blossoms.Qing Rongfeng's performance in the sword and sword test over the years has not been good, and it is inseparable from Nan Wang's connivance.Jing Jiu shook his head, looked at the white flagpole erected in the snow, and flicked his right hand slightly.There was a soft snap.The white cat bounced up from the thick snow, meowed angrily, and exploded like an arrow with white fur all over its body, and was about to tear the person apart, but found that it was him, so he had to give up.It suddenly felt that the scene was a little familiar, and tilted its head slightly, looking a little confused.The fifth-stage Thunder Soul Wood had already returned to Shenmo Peak from the Sword Prison, but Jing Jiu did not let Ah Da return to Bihu Peak.The real person in charge obviously disagreed with him using Qingshan's town guard as a guard cat, but he was so afraid of death that he didn't bother to pay attention to it.Jing Jiu said, "Ah Da, get ready to accompany me to a place." ”It needs to be said in particular, and it is necessary to prepare, that place is very far away, and it will take a long time to go.The white cat was very angry and thought to himself, should I come again?
If you travel through the world with you, it's okay to bully people and be your ancestors, but every time you encounter a murderer like Canglong or the Sword God of the West Sea, who can withstand it?
Besides, Lei Soul Mu just returned to his side, do you want to send a dog again?
The last time Jing Jiu persuaded it was by virtue of a fighting word.The fight of the dragon and the tiger.This time he relied on a place name."
I'm going to Guocheng Temple, Lei Soul Wood crossed the bright road and sent it back to Bihu, and Liu Ci watched it himself."
The white cat was silent for a while, then meowed in agreement.For it now, it is basically hopeless to ascend, so it can only think about prolonging its life, and it is best to live with heaven and earth.Of course, this method is the most powerful in Zen Buddhism, and it has long wanted to go to Guocheng Temple to listen to the scriptures, but it has never had the right opportunity.Gu Qing and Yuan Qu listened to the movement, walked out of the cave, and saluted to one person and one cat.Jing Jiu said to Gu Qing: "Hold the cat and follow me." ”At the beginning, from Chaoge City to the West Sea, they walked like this.Gu Qing didn't have time to ask, walked up to the white cat, saluted again, and then stretched out his hand.Looking at this scene, Yuan Qu was a little envious, how many Qingshan disciples could walk in the world with the town guard in their arms?
It's just that Gu Qing is Jing Jiu's personal disciple, he is a nephew, after all, he is separated by a layer, and it is not easy to fight for anything.Unexpectedly, the white cat didn't let Gu Qing hug him, and waved his paws to let him stand farther away, with a look of disgust.Zhao Layue walked towards the edge of the cliff, looked into Jing Jiu's eyes and said, "I'll come." ”The white cat kept nodding.Jing Jiu said, "It's okay. ”………… left a letter for Yuanqu to transfer over there, and Jing Jiu took Zhao Layue and Zhao Layue and left Shenmo Peak with the cat in his arms.The Firth Sword was too conspicuous, they used the iron sword, and they didn't fly far before landing in Yunji Town, and they ate a hot pot before officially leaving.For the rest of the way, they did not wield their swords, but walked.The white cat was crooked in Zhao Layue's arms, feeling that the trip was not bad, and it didn't matter if the mountain road was bumpy.The mountain road passes through a small mountain village, and when you come to the mountain beam and look down, you can see the house that is getting bigger and bigger.Father Liu is busy with work in the yard, still full of black hair, after so many years, it seems that he is still in good health.Mother Liu walked out with a little boy in her arms and a little girl of five or six years old in her hand.Father Liu stepped forward and said a few words, and the whole family laughed, and they were extremely happy.Zhao Layue looked below and said, "Does Liu know when he is ten years old?
”"I don't know."
Jing Jiu took out a pill, handed it to Zhao Layue and said, "Melt it in the water tank."
Nice view of the pond in the village, you wait for me there. ”The white cat raised his head, looked at the light snow falling in the sky, and thought to himself that you can enjoy the scenery by the standing pond in winter, are you enough?
Zhao Layue said hello, came to the village with the cat in her arms, put a medicine in the water tank of the willow house, and then walked to the pond and looked at the water.Snowflakes fall on the surface of the water and disappear in an instant, as if they never existed.She was about to swim in the wilderness, and to mortals, she was a real immortal, and no one could see her standing by the pond.The white cat sensed that she was a little nervous and meowed softly, trying to comfort her.Zhao Layue looked at the snowflakes falling on the water and didn't say anything.………… Jing Jiu made sure that no one was looking at him, whether it was the sky or the underground, walked out of the small mountain village, and walked back along the same path as he had been back then.Liu's father and mother gave birth to two more children, and the big tree by the pond has been old, and it has been twenty-three years.After walking through the wilderness and walking for a long time, he finally came to the bank of the stream, where he had cut wood and made a fire, and steamed and dried his clothes for the first time in two lifetimes.Snow fell from the stream, and thin ice drifted from the pools upstream, but it was not frozen because of the waterfall that fell from the belly of the mountain.Jing Jiu went up the waterfall, entered the belly of the mountain, passed through the extremely dark passage, and came to the cave.The pearl in the cave house radiated light, illuminating the stone couch and the two futons in front of the couch.The man was still lying on the stone couch, his face covered with an unfathomable mist, as if it were thousands of stars, and he could not see the true face.Jing Jiu walked to the front of the couch and said, "There must be something wrong with the formation, today we will first confirm whether the white blade has made a move." ”………… (Some readers and friends are worried that I have forgotten my original intention, rest assured, the avenue is definitely easy to flow, I write very easily, and happy, I hope you can also click casually when you read it, just have fun.)Today, counting the years, Jing Jiu has been reborn for exactly twenty-three years, so of course I have to pay tribute to my dear third senior sister. ）()