Looking at Jing Jiu's pale face and the golden touch under his eyes, Zhao Layue was silent.It was not quiet in the quiet garden, and there was a cough from time to time.Liu Shi-year-old took the third broom he made this year, sweeping the snow and debris on the ground, his face was a little pale, and he coughed twice from time to time.The winter of the past few years has been a little cold, and the snow will fall in Guocheng Temple, and the conflict of true qi in his body has become a little serious.The white cat walked into the garden, his eyes going back and forth on the pale faces of Jing Jiu and Liu, full of pity.This pair of masters and servants are not having a good time now, but Zhao Layue is the opposite.She has grown a lot whiter, with two healthy reds on her face, looking like an apple, blown, tender and delicious, completely different from the short-haired and dusty girl on Jian Feng at the beginning.The white cat slowly walked to the front of the porch, jumped onto the wooden floor, stepped on her knees, stretched her body, and rubbed her face before carefully lying down in her arms.Guocheng Temple is the largest temple in the world, pay attention to the quiet practice of Buddha, and the status in the hearts of mortals is extremely lofty, not to the day of the New Year's Day, the surrounding villagers naturally dare not use firecrackers to disturb the peace of the masters.There was no sound of firecrackers, but the smell of the New Year wafted from far outside the temple......
Some are pork ribs, some are pickled fish, and some are newly slaughtered pigs.Even outside the world, even if there is a great array of Zen Buddhism, it still can't stop these red dusts, whether it is cultivation or meditation, the reason why it is difficult is this.There are several teams in the Chaotian Continent that are heading towards Guocheng Temple just like these flavors.This year marks the 300th anniversary of the death of His Majesty the previous Divine Emperor, and the Imperial Family sent a mission to leave the castle.The first emperor abdicated and faked his death, and finally died in Guocheng Temple, which was one of the biggest secrets of the Jing Dynasty, and the number of envoys was naturally small, except for the cavalry who accompanied them, there were only two real officials.The official next to Lu Guogong looked very calm and calm, and he didn't know which prince's son he was.Only Guocheng Temple, Zhongzhou Sect, Qingshan Sect, Shuiyue Nunnery, and Yimao Zhai know about this matter, and they will also send representatives according to the old practice, but it has been three hundred years, and it is not a big deal, so it is good to send young disciples to Shangzhuxiang to chat and express their hearts.………… At the top of Tianguang Peak, the clouds and mist are all dispersed, and the sunshine is quite beautiful.Zhuo Rusui knelt in front of the stone tablet, thinking that kneeling is really better than lying down, what is the master going to do?
Liu Ci, the head of Qingshan, looked at his closed disciple and said, "What are you doing so lazy?"
Don't learn from him, there are some things that you can't learn. ”Zhuo Rusui said helplessly: "I'm really sleepy......
Cultivation is too spiritual, and your free time is not used to nourish your spirits, so do you still have to look east and west?
”"So you're keeping your eyelids hanging and no one looking at them?"
Liu Ci's voice was slightly cold and said: "This time I went to Guocheng Temple, you have to go to see it when you should see it, don't make a mistake, and don't miss it." ”Zhuo Rusui was silent for a while, and said, "The disciple obeys." ”………… Suigetsu-an didn't know why she didn't send anyone.It was Xi Yiyun who came to Yimaozhai, three years ago he did not go to Yunmeng Mountain to participate in the reunion of the Taoist, it is said that at that time he was editing the work written in the fantasy world, this time he can come to Guocheng Temple, I think it is because the compilation has been completed, and the realm has been improved.Zhongzhou sent two people, Bai Qianjun's injuries have been healed, the cultivation of the Yuan infant period is more stable, but it is much more silent than back then, and the disciple is obviously higher than him, wearing a hat to cover his head, walking straight to the front, passing the plaque of Guocheng Temple, the man stopped and watched for a moment before raising again.It was Zhuo Rusui who came from Qingshan's side instead of the head of the sect to cross Nanshan, because the young powerhouses who had crossed Nanshan and Liangwang Peak had already followed the division commander to Baicheng to support the imperial army in the direction of the snow field.The Zhongzhou faction did not send Tong Yan to come, because Tong Yan ......
Holes are also being dug in the ground.He dug in the dark underground for several years, and finally came to the depths of the leylines.Looking at the blue sky jian, which was wrapped in ice and faintly glowing a few miles ago, he found that he had been a few years ahead of schedule.He miscalculated one thing, everything in the world is familiar, even such things as digging holes can become familiar, and then become more high-speed.The ghostly light emitted by Qingtianjian illuminated the cave in the depths of the earth's leylines, and also illuminated his face.I don't know if the light is too weak, or the ground is too dark, but his eyebrows seem to be thicker than before.The reason why he raised his eyebrows was because he couldn't understand why the coercion that had always been high above suddenly disappeared?
Where did Kirin-sama go?
According to the door rules of the Zhongzhou faction, the Qilin, as a Zhenshan Divine Beast, must not leave Yunmeng Mountain.It's okay this way, he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by Lord Kirin and then being torn to pieces.Thinking about these things, he walked to the front of Qingtianjian and found that the ice outside the sword was about a few feet thick, and it looked like a huge glass cube.He put his hand on the surface of the ice, and found that the cold was so terrible that even he felt a bit of a piercing pain, and from the touch, the ice was extremely hard, and it was difficult to cut through with a flying sword.Sensing his arrival, several ghostly lights arose in Qingtianjian, which refracted into strange light in the ice, and Qing'er's figure gradually appeared.Because of the refraction, her figure is somewhat distorted, and it is very faint, as if it may dissipate at any time.Qing'er saw Tong Yan, a look of surprise appeared on her little face, and she threw herself on the edge of the ice, but she couldn't come out again, as if she was locked inside."
Are you here to save me?"
Tong Yan looked at her and said calmly, "No." ”Qing'er looked at him in a daze and said, "Then what are you going to do?"
”Tong Yan said: "I heard your cries for help, so I came here and asked you what happened." ”In the cave mansion left by Luo Huainan that year, he heard Qing'er's cry for help, and he quickly figured out a lot of things.The master would not respond, and if he wanted to know what was going on, he would have to come to the Qingtianjian in person and ask questions.So he started digging holes into the ground, and after six years of sleepless digging, he finally came here.Qing'er's voice trembled slightly and said, "I don't know how you came here, but I want to go through a lot of hardships, and you ......
Just to ask me a word?
”Tong Yan said: "Yes. ”Qing'er couldn't understand, looked at him and said, "The truth......
Is it that important?
”Tong Yan said calmly: "The chess pieces are only black and white, the color is very important to me, and I am cultivating the chess path, the chess path is to solve, and the solution is to find the answer." ”………… To be alive is to keep searching for answers.It's just that some people find that the problem is unsolved early on, or they are too tired to solve the problem, so they choose to give up.But there are still many people who are constantly searching for answers.Zhao Layue searched for many years, and finally found the answer she wanted to know the most, but she was not completely sure how to go on the future cultivation path.Liu was ten years old and had no problems, so there was no need to look for answers, except for those true qi conflicts in his body.Jing Jiu only has two questions, who made a move in the vanishing array, and after letting himself soar, he still failed to cut off the cause and effect, and then the immortal body disappeared, and who attacked him and knocked himself to the dust.He had confirmed the answer to the latter, and he was still looking for the former, but he already knew it.Yin San is also still looking for the answer in the Buddhist scriptures, how can the divine soul and this physical body be perfectly united?
Gusts of yin wind emanated from the patio, which were suppressed and dissipated by countless sigils, and then dispersed invisibly by the sea breeze.In the mountains and forests not far away, the courtyard of Suigetsu-an looms.There is a round window in the deepest quiet room, facing the snow lake, and the picture is very beautiful.There was no wind here, and the light on the windowsill didn't flicker, but for some reason it was still a little ethereal, as if it could go out at any moment.She gave herself this name because she didn't like winter and wanted it to pass soon.Probably because of this, she has been sleeping, her long eyelashes are unblinking, and she only breathes once every long time.The blue curtain sedan chair was parked outside the quiet room, and the owner of the Suigetsu Nunnery sat by the lake outside the window.They looked at the light and the question in their minds was, how long can you burn?
………… Many people don't like winter, and the only good thing is probably the excitement and food during the New Year, as well as new clothes.There are still three days left before the Chinese New Year, and the people who came to participate in the pagoda ceremony arrived at Koseiji Temple one after another.Zhuo Rusui stood in the quiet garden, looking at the remnants of snow on the eaves, his expression was a little solemn, thinking that the East China Sea was cold like this, what should the snow field be?
Jing Jiu looked at him and said calmly: "Your realm is still low now, don't think about going to the north." ”Zhuo Rusui thought to himself how you could have an attitude with Master, and said, "Uncle Bai and Uncle Mo took the brothers of the two forgotten peaks to Baicheng, why am I embarrassed to stay in the south?"
”Jing Jiu said: "I don't agree with the approach of Liang Wangfeng, there is really a big deal, and if the young disciple goes, he will be sent to death." ”Zhuo Rusui disagreed and said: "Some things always have to be done. ”Jing Jiu said: "Wait until you enter the Broken Sea Realm." ”Zhuo Rusui thought about it before he understood this logic, and said with a somewhat strange expression: "Uncle Shi, are you showing your optimism about me?"
”Jing Jiu said: "Yes, a disciple like Jian Ruyun who has no future, it doesn't matter if you want to take risks, but you have a promising future, so you have to spare your life." ”Zhuo Rusui stared into his eyes and said, "What should I do when the beast tide comes?"
”Jing Jiu said calmly: "I've been here many times. ”If it is changed to Liu Shi-year-old or other disciples of the Two Forgotten Peaks, he will continue to fight with Jing Jiu at this time.Zhuo Rusui felt that what the master said to Jing Jiu did seem to have some truth, a genius like himself should stay at the most critical moment to turn the tide and save the world from fire and water......
And he was indeed a little lazy.Jing Jiu's appreciation of him probably has something to do with it."
Uncle Shi, I think the environment here is good, I'll live here."
Zhuo Rusui felt that Jingyuan was very quiet, much better than the guest residence arranged by Guocheng Temple.Zhao Layue suddenly opened her eyes and said, "There's no place." ”Zhuo Rusui suddenly lost his energy, turned around and walked outside, drooping his eyes and muttering: "Hold a grudge, it's too resentful." ”The next day, the monk returned from Baicheng with several medical monks, and Zenzi remained there to sit with the sword saint.The monk who crossed the sea came to Jingyuan for the first time, told Jing Jiu about the situation in the snow field, and asked him what he thought.Jing Jiu thought to himself, why did he ask himself about this kind of thing.The sea-crossing monk smiled, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.That night, Lu Guogong came.Jingyuan has a continuous number of visitors, it is really a bit lively, as if the entire Chaotian Continent knows that Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue are hiding in Guocheng Temple to listen to the scriptures and practice meditation.Lu Guogong knew Jing Jiu's temper, and he didn't say anything about the snow field, nor did he say anything about the situation in the DPRK and China, but just picked up a few interesting things that happened in the Jing family and talked about them - Jing Shang's duties in Taichang Temple were still idle, and Jing Li entered the palace and became the companion of Prince Jingyao, and practiced Qingshan Gong together, but he seemed to have encountered some small problems in marriage.Seeing that Jing Jiu listened more seriously, Lu Guogong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had made the right bet.In the eyes of Liu Shisui and Zhao Layue, Jing Jiu's words are much more than back then, and the whole person is much more vivid, but in the eyes of Lu Guogong and these people, as Jing Jiu's realm is getting higher and higher, his reputation is getting higher and higher, and the immortal aura seems to be getting heavier and heavier, they are really worried that Jing Jiu will ignore the world, so how should they, the people who Jing Jiu left in the world, deal with themselves?
After Lu Guogong left, Liu Shisui dragged the ground again and wiped all the footprints left by him and Zhuo Rusui.Jing Jiu said to him: "Tomorrow will be more lively, you avoid it, don't come over." ”Although the number of people participating in the sacrificial tower is small, it represents the Jing Dynasty and the major sects, and it may be a little inconvenient for people to find that Liu, who should have been in the Qingshan Sword Prison, is here.Liu Shisui also thought so, nodded and agreed.Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu and knew that this was definitely not the reason.………… On the second day, the sacrificial pagoda officially began, and the process was not much different from that of the folk tomb, except that the number of monks chanting outside the Jingyuan was relatively large.Jing Jiu naturally didn't participate, sitting in the guest house in the depths of the Jingyuan, listening to the sound of prayers floating outside, looking at the white flags blown by the cold wind, silent and didn't know what he was thinking.Zhao Layue made him a cup of tea, pushed him in front of him on the floor, and didn't say anything to let him out.Only six people were eligible to enter the Silent Garden, and there were only six people who visited the small stone pagoda.They were Lu Guogong and the court official, Zhuo Rusui, Xi Yiyun, Bai Qianjun and the Zhongzhou disciple wearing a hat.The monk who crossed the sea and the great monk greeted him next to the tower, and he couldn't help but be a little unhappy when he saw that the Zhongzhou sect disciple was still wearing a hat at this time.Xi Yiyun only learned this time that the previous god emperor really became a monk in Guocheng Temple, and was even buried here, and he was extremely shocked, thinking that it was no wonder that Guocheng Temple was so close to the royal family.Looking at the expressions of the monk crossing the sea and the great monk, he turned his head to look and saw the Zhongzhou sect disciple wearing a hat, and said, "Please take off your hat." ”The monk of Guocheng Temple is the owner is inconvenient to say something, he naturally wants to speak, and Yimaozhai has always been such a style of acting.Bai Qianjun looked at him and said coldly, "You should be careful when you speak." ”Xi Yiyun looked at him and said calmly, "Are you sure you're really awake?"
Do you still think of yourself as an emperor?
”This is naturally a matter in the Qingtianjian Fantasy Realm.Hearing this, Bai Qianjun's expression changed slightly, and he was a little blue.He really did everything in the Qingtianjian Fantasy Realm, and finally became the co-master of the world, who knew that the immortal urn fell into the hands of Jing Jiu.This incident has become a legendary story in the monastic world, and he has naturally become the biggest joke.Yimaozhai scholars are not grudge-minded, but they will never forget their grudges.In the illusion, Emperor Qin killed Xi Yiyun, slaughtered his disciples, and banned his doctrine, such a deep hatred, even if he left the illusion, how could he forget, the so-called rules of asking the question, where can control people's hearts.At this moment, the Zhongzhou sect disciple wearing a hat said slowly, "Are you sure you are qualified to let me take off my hat?"
”His voice was nice, but his tone was strange, like that of a child who had just learned to speak, and he was not yet very proficient.If Liu was ten years old at this time, he would have remembered Jing Jiu, who had just arrived in the small mountain village thirty years ago.The most important thing is that the voice of this Zhongzhou sect disciple seems to contain countless clouds and mist, which are stuffed from people's ears into the heart, making it difficult to breathe.Xi Yiyun's breath was slightly suffocated, knowing that the other party's realm was surprisingly high, and he was far from being an opponent.But he didn't give up, looked at the man and said firmly: "The deceased is great!"
What's more, it was His Majesty the Emperor!
”"It makes sense, dead people always deserve sympathy, but you have to remember that even the emperor is not qualified to let me take off my hat, let alone you, a junior!"
The Zhongzhou sect disciple took off his hat, looked at Xi Yiyun and shouted.Xi Yiyun's chest was stuffy, as if he had been hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.The people in the Jingyuan looked at the face of the Zhongzhou Sect disciple and the two horns on his head, and they were shocked and speechless.………… (Tomorrow we will leave for the Northeast, running around on the road, and I will definitely write a lot less, if I break the change, I will say it in advance, and report it to everyone.) ）()