Zhong Guanyuan traveled through the storm and arrived at Jieyou Cliff, which is far away from Zizai Cliff, at the time of the rising of the new moon. Under the moonlight, people were lonely, and the moonlight was against the snow, and the ground was full of panic and helplessness.
Under the Jieyou Cliff is a cold pool, the water in the pool is deep and cold, and the wind and snow fall on the water surface, breaking into countless light spots. There was a dead tree by the pool, lifeless at all, the ground was covered with fallen leaves, and ice slag had condensed on the fallen leaves. The woman sitting under the tree was only wearing a thin palace attire, she held a wine jar in her hand, and sang a few words from time to time, but she couldn't hear what she was singing. The woman's body was plump and attractive, and the open-fronted blouse exposed a large piece of white skin on her chest, but she herself was not stained with any obscenity, instead she looked noble and clean.
As soon as Zhong Guanyuan climbed up the mountain, he gasped for breath for a while. He pulled off the lace covering his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the dead tree. He was stunned for a while, and soon saw Jiu Huan under the peach tree, and his first reaction was to cover Ji Yihe's eyes.
Ji Yihe was startled, and quickly stepped back a few steps, "Master Zhong, what are you doing?"
"Senior Zhong is afraid that you will take advantage of me." Jiu Huan noticed the two of them, but did not get up to greet them. She raised the wine jar far away from the two of them, and drank it with her head up. The spicy wine flowed down her thin palace dress, and the front was wet, and she didn't seem to use magic to clean it.
Zhong Guanyuan said embarrassingly: "I haven't seen you for many years, I didn't expect Jiu Huan to be so old."
Ji Yihe easily broke free from Zhong Guanyuan's hand, and then shyly looked at the woman under the dead tree. She looks clear, but her eyes don't know where to fall, and she can't speak clearly, she must have been drunk.
Jiu Huan poured down the wine one gulp after another, and the wine jar was like a spring, and it couldn't be finished no matter what.
Her quietness made Zhong Guanyuan even more embarrassed: "I mean...you are much prettier than when you were a child."
"Thank you for your compliment, senior... I remember that I met senior under this peach blossom tree when I first met." Jiu Huan wiped his mouth vigorously, threw the wine jar aside, and said, "In the eyes of senior, Jiu Huan probably never grew up." Bigger than it."
Zhong Guanyuan coughed a few times, cupped his hands and said: "Well, I won't talk about the old days for now, I wonder if I can discuss it in detail with Immortal Jinghua..."
"...After all, you have lived too long." Jiu Huan seemed to have not heard what he said, and continued to say what he just said, "People, never think that mayflies are divided into young and old, senior Such a god who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years won't care how old I am, right? It's not equal at all... Hahaha... "
She laughed suddenly, turned around and took out another wine jar from the void, smashed the mouth of the jar and poured wine into her mouth. Ji Yihe was shocked by her actions, among the people he knew, even Chongxi, who had always been wild, would not drink like this.
Zhong Guanyuan had no choice but to persuade her in a low voice: "Jiuhuan Xianzun has an extraordinary body, and his longevity is naturally different from others... Wait, stop drinking!"
Halfway through his speech, he couldn't help but want to go up to grab her wine jar, but Jiu Huan threw the wine jar out and smashed it directly at his feet. Most of Zhong Guanyuan's body was splashed with wine, and Ji Yihe was also startled by the loud sound of the wine jar shattering, he quickly ran to Zhong Guanyuan's side, carefully checking whether he was injured.
As soon as the wine jar left her hand, Jiu Huan seemed to wake up immediately. She supported the dead tree and got up and said, "Her Majesty Jinghua is in the depths of the volcano to take care of the matter of Phoenix's Nirvana. Senior, if you have anything to tell me directly."
Zhong Guanyuan's steps were stopped by the wine jar she threw out, he was outside the dead branches, while Jiu Huan was covered by the dead branches, his whole body felt tired and weak.
"I'm here to retrieve the Qing Emperor's relics." Zhong Guanyuan's voice was low, and his heart skipped a beat. He knew that Master Zhong Yuemo was a little unhappy.
Jiu Huan looked at them with a half-smile, and his tone became more gentle and kind: "Oh, then take it away."
Zhong Guanyuan raised his leg and wanted to step over the crumbs of the wine jar, but in the end he couldn't. He patted Yi He on the back, and said, "Yi He, go and take that peach tree away."
Ji Yihe quickly ran to Jiu Huan's side, and put his hand on the withered peach tree. The tree stands tall, with dead branches piercing the sky sharply, and you can imagine the scene of lush foliage in summer. The moonlight leaked from the sparse branches, and the whole tree seemed to be full of moonlight, cold and quiet.
Ji Yihe didn't do anything, just touched it lightly, and the sharp and slender dead branches of the peach tree shrank little by little. Just in the blink of an eye, the entire tall peach tree turned into green-brown seeds, which fell into Ji Yihe's hands, quiet and lonely. He returned to Zhong Guanyuan, and stood silently behind him, like a white shadow.
"Take it all away, don't leave anything behind." Jiu Huan didn't look at the two of them anymore, but looked up at the unobstructed moonlight, "Those who made me mess up are gone; those who made me worry, go away." That's it; those who have made me procrastinate are gone with the wind today."
Zhong Guanyuan felt that the fresh air in her body became more and more agile, her expression was erratic and gloomy, the moon covered her body like a veil, the skylight met the water light, it seemed that this special beauty in the world might go away by the wind at any time.
"Ascension into immortality, free and easy..." Zhong Guanyuan shook his head helplessly, and he didn't know whether he was happy or worried for her, "It's good if you can see it."
Jiu Huan laughed lowly, sat where the peach tree used to grow, and reached out for a wine jar. She smashed the wine jar, threw it directly into the sky, then raised her hand and pointed to the sky: "Look..."
A little peach color bloomed in the dark night sky, followed by countless peach blossoms spreading out. These peach blossoms are still stained with clear wine, the spicy wine smell is mixed with the light peach blossom fragrance, the wine is not intoxicating and everyone is drunk. The petals were extremely light, and soon fell to the ground after getting wet with the wine, and after a while, the ground around Jiu Huan was covered with residual red. Her dress was soaked, and she didn't look a bit embarrassed, but she felt hearty.
There were more and more petals, Jiu Huan got up, she picked up her skirt and danced and sang in the rain of flowers, her singing was ethereal and melodious, but she still couldn't hear what she was singing.
The flying flowers are full, as if the spring rain is in full swing; the stars and the moon are shining, not as beautiful as the beauty smiling.
Zhong Guanyuan frowned slightly, and his expression was slightly displeased: "The emperor's peach is not in spring, Jiu Huan, stop."
Jiu Huan didn't speak, and looked at Zhong Guanyuan after a dance and said: "I showed this magic technique to a girl who was destined to me many years ago, and she advised me to read less of your messy dramas, Take a closer look at the avenues of the world, so that your heart will not be cold."
"People who practice Taoism should be like this." Zhong Guanyuan saw the rain of peach blossoms gradually dissipate, and his expression gradually calmed down. Ji Yihe beside him finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"But I always feel that what you write is not a drama, but a way." Jiu Huan tilted her head and smiled like a girl, "Whether the world tells you lies or slanders you to deceive the world, I always feel that every word you say Every word is true and meaningful.”
Zhong Guanyuan didn't want to talk to her any more, so he turned around and wanted to leave, but Jiu Huan stopped him again: "Here, let me ask you, if I want to see this peach blossom in full bloom, would you like to make it bloom all the year round? "
After all, Xiaoyao Dao is not the Taishang Dao of severing emotions and desires. She left behind all the things that disturbed her heart, and then unscrupulously asked things that she had never dared to say. She abandoned those fetters, those addictions, and those entangled and complicated pasts in the peach blossom rain, and waited for the god in front of her to reply, and she could be at ease if she succeeded, or she could be at ease if she failed.
"Don't mess with the time sequence of spring and autumn, and don't violate the avenue of heaven and earth." Zhong Guanyuan's brows had never been stretched, and he put the golden lace on his eyes again, and said, "Since you know that I am a god, you shouldn't ask such questions. question."
"Understood." Jiu Huan smiled, and didn't pay much attention to the answer. She continued, "The girl who accompanied me to see the peach blossoms is no longer here. The dance just now was for her. She also bears the inheritance of the Yellow Emperor. , if there is not a more suitable Xuanyuanjun, you should find her. After all, to you, Xuanyuanjun and this descendant of the Baidi are just a step in the whole game It's a pity that when I was young, I didn't understand the existence of gods. I always felt that I was special to guard the peach tree for you... "
"God, how can there be human affection." She laughed again, but the previous depression and resentment were swept away between her brows, with a sense of carelessness.
Zhong Guanyuan's footsteps did not stop, and he walked directly to the bottom of the cliff with Ji Yihe, his voice came from afar: "We have created an extremely glorious era, so naturally we need to give up a lot of things. And you have inherited a In times of devastation, one is naturally entitled to many things."
"Jiu Huan, go find everything you want, they are all hidden in this troubled world."
Jiu Huan watched the two of them leave, spilled the wine on the ground with a chuckle, and hummed an unknown tune.
"The wine in the cold pool is drunk for a thousand days, and the peach blossoms in March have no pity."
"When the white snow covers the sky and the emerald green, there will be no return for thin makeup and wine."
"There is no return for the sacrifice, there is no return for the sacrifice, the bird is reincarnated to find the old couch, who can return when the old nest is overturned?"
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"Please enlighten me, senior." The pure land of Yunqing Great Sun has been completed, and the red lotus karmic fire and the black sky demonic flame have covered every corner of the demonic realm, completely isolating the clean energy.
Su Mourbai sneered: "Since you have joined the Tao, don't be shy and call senior."
"You heard the Tao before me, so I should call you a senior." Yun Qing retreated while laying down the Great Sun Pure Land. It is unwise to collide with Su Mourbai head-on, after all, her purpose is to go to Nanfeng as quickly as possible, instead of risking her life to fight against Su Mourbai, an old man who was in harmony with the way thousands of years ago.
Su Mourbai didn't move at all, but the long river of yin and yang behind him instantly turned into substance. Originally, it was just an imperceptible fresh air, but now it made a loud noise like a real wave. The big sun and black sky wheel on Yunqing's wrist was torn instantly, and blood gushed out. Her face was as pale as a ghost, and she shouted loudly: "Six realms without life, become a demon immediately!"
The entire Great Sun Pure Land was covered with a thin layer of blood, and the long river of yin and yang that turned into substance washed away, and the Great Sun Pure Land was forcibly suppressed in a narrow range, like pebbles at the bottom of the river. Under this layer of bloody light, the true essence of immortality cannot penetrate into the interior of the Great Sun Pure Land, Yun Qing now seems to use the Great Sun Pure Land as a flying magic weapon, and wants to cover this turtle shell to escape from Su Moobai's interception.
The blood sacrifice of Mo Dao became a technique, Yun Qing tried to exchange for the same power at the greatest price.
The sky darkened, and it was already impossible to tell whether it was day or night on the sea, and even the dark clouds were covered by such a magical aura.
Su Mourbai walked on the waves, clung to the Great Sun Pure Land to catch up, but couldn't stop Yun Qing who was trying to escape for a while. After forcing Yun Qing to "become a demon on the ground", he immediately turned the river of yin and yang into a virtual image, and the flying sword under his feet split up.
"Convicted into a body, punished into a mind!" Yun Qing seemed to have expected what he was thinking, and a majestic body like a mountain slowly climbed out of the Great Sun Pure Land, with wings on its back, and the magic light piercing through its eyes. The face of Yan Mo's holy body is covered with dense magic lines, and there is no cover except for the solid scales on the chest and abdomen. It crawled out of the Great Sun Pure Land with a bowed body, and the muscles and muscles on its back formed a hill, which was indestructible and motionless.
Yun Qing was firmly guarded by it, and such a huge and majestic body could be controlled like a wave of an arm. At this moment, Su Mourbai split into formations of sword light, and the black sky of the Great Sun Pure Land was pierced with countless bright and dazzling holes. Sword light wrapped the majestic immortal essence and pierced Yun Qing, but at this time there was a huge monster in front of Yun Qing-Yan Mo's holy body.
The rain of blood and broken flesh poured down from the top of Yun Qing's head. She supported the crumbling Great Sun Pure Land and galloped towards the south wind, not caring about the wear and tear of Yan Mo's holy body.
Su Mourbai was chasing after her, to be honest, he had joined the Dao for thousands of years earlier than Yun Qing, so it would not be too difficult to defeat her head-on. But if Yun Qing really wanted to escape, he really didn't have to stop her forcibly, given that the two of them were in the same realm.
But his purpose is not to stop Yun Qing, but to delay Zhong Guanyuan's time as much as possible.
Stopping all the way, fleeing all the way, when Yun Qing arrives at Nanfeng Continent, it is estimated that Zhong Guanyuan has already returned to Tiangong.
Yun Qing also realized this at this time, but just like Su Mourbai couldn't force her to stay, she couldn't force her to escape from Su Mourbai's sight.
"Senior, do you know what is hidden in Guiling Temple?" Yun Qing was distracted and asked Su Mobai while flying rapidly.
Su Mourbai held the flowers with his sword in his hand, and he looked quite relaxed and said: "The historical materials in ancient times, it is said that those things were written by Zhong Guanyuan, it's hard to say how much is true."
"Then what about Mianfenglang and Shiwandashan?" Yun Qing said loudly.
Su Moobai knew she was talking nonsense, but he didn't care about this little trick: "You have used the things from the Hundred Thousand Mountains yourself, and the Book of Heaven is it. There are emperor peach trees planted in the Mianfeng Corridor, which are no different from ordinary peach trees. Flowers bloom, fall flowers fade, except... live longer."
Li Palace, Annex, Heavenly Book, History Book, Peach Tree, there seems to be no connection between these things.
"Then what about Mo Ling?" Yun Qing suddenly remembered the holy place she skipped over.
I don't know if it's an illusion or what, but when talking about this, Su Moubai's voice was a little low: "The things before were all fragments, but the Mo Ling thing has a very big background, and it was the first thing Tiangong took back. .”
Even the Li Palace and the other halls are fragmented. What kind of earth-shattering secret is hidden in that unremarkable Mo Ling
"It's dao chess."
The long river of yin and yang behind Su Mourbai turned from emptiness to reality, and sword lights poured down densely like a waterfall. Amidst the roar of water and the clanging of swords, his voice came smoothly into Yun Qing's mind.
"The heaven and the earth are the game, and the common people are the sons. That is what countless sages and great powers have used in the game with the heavens."
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