The green buckwheat in Dahe Town undulated like waves in the wind. The faded wooden piles stood at both ends of the mountain road, like white arm bones. The arcs of other mountains could not be seen in the distance. Once he was here, his vision In the center, there are only the scattered mountain towns behind and the Taoist temples full of ancient times at the end of the steps in front.
Ning Changjiu walked forward slowly.
The cold and tidal morning mist was slowly blown away by the wind. Ning Changjiu walked on the mountain road, which was the junction between Dahe Town and Bujian. He looked at everything that was familiar and yet unfamiliar, as if he was in another world.
Is it because we are close to the Kunlun Moon Kingdom that we start having such weird dreams? Or is this just a thought buried deep in my heart
Also, the twenty-four years in the previous life were not clouds that could be blown away at will, no matter how much you flicked your fingers.
Ning Jiujiu was not quite conscious. He didn't have much energy to think. He just followed his original intention and slowly walked through the steps, crossed the stele pavilion, and arrived at the invisibility center.
Perhaps because there were no disciples closing the door, the door was only ajar, and he walked in easily.
The view was deserted.
Ning Jiujiu walked to the release pond. The mist in the release pond was filled with ripples. This is where he accumulated merit in the past.
Further forward is the Luling Pavilion of the elder sister. The Qinglian Bookstore is also behind the Luling Pavilion. Passing through the Luling Pavilion and then passing through a courtyard is the first hall. There are three temples extending along the central axis of the temple. The scale of the temple is not large, and the eaves look old and heavy under the not-yet-bright sky.
Ning Jiujiu followed the chirping of birds as he slowly walked through the palace gate and moved forward along the center line.
The brothers and sisters had gone somewhere unknown, and there was no one around. It was silent and silent, as if he was the only one there.
Ning Changjiu walked through the cold pond full of lotus flowers, passed the winding bridge, and walked into the main hall that he had never entered in his previous life.
The door of the main hall is also ajar.
Ning Jiujiu couldn't describe his mood at the moment. He only attributed all the unreasonable emotions to dreams. He took a deep breath and pressed the door with his hand, pushed it open gently, and walked in.
Thousands of gods and Buddhas in the hall pressed against the pupils, and countless curtains were like the wind lingering in the hall.
Beside him, a great god was holding something similar to a demon mirror. He glanced at the mirror and was stunned - he found that his eyebrows were more delicate, and his cheeks also had a bit of childishness.
This is... what he looked like when he was sixteen!
In the dream, he returned to the time when he was sixteen years old again.
"Have you decided yet?"
From the hanging curtain, the clear fairy sound slowly floated out.
This is Master's voice.
Ning Changjiu didn't know whether he should kneel or not. He just stood there and looked at the dancing shadow on the curtain and said, "What are you considering?"
The viewer remained calm, and with a slight lift of his fingers, a fiery red butterfly flew out from his sleeve. After seeing it clearly, he discovered that it turned out to be a marriage certificate.
Ning Jiujiu subconsciously reached out and grabbed the marriage certificate that was about to fly away.
Ye Changong's voice continued to float out, saying: "Have you not decided yet?"
Ning Jiujiu understood immediately. What the Master asked about was the marriage contract. In his previous life, he refused the marriage contract at the age of sixteen, which was a great regret for him. This kind of regret was not strong in the previous life, but in this life, he often thinks about it, what would have happened if he had agreed
But why would I have such a real dream
Ning Jiujiu immediately figured it out—the opportunity for him to enter the Five Paths was approaching.
Entering the Purple Court Realm, there will be a calamity of inner demons, and entering the Five Realms realm, there will also be a battle of questioning the mind. There is no concrete disaster in the dispute between questions and minds, and it is even more illusory.
"This is the fiancée I have chosen for you, her name is Zhao Xiang'er." Ye Changong's cold and pleasant voice floated out slowly without any impurities: "She has peerless beauty, gentleness and kindness, and beautiful appearance. She is a god. After the Suzaku, I will marry her to you. Are you willing?"
Ning Jiujiu was shocked and had doubts about the meaning of gentleness and kindness.
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"... After seventeen days of negotiation, we finally cut off 600 miles of territory, and Zhao lost his territory, so I am named Xiang!"
Familiar voices echoed on the Jiuling Platform, and sixteen-year-old Zhao Xianger stood on the top of the platform looking at the setting sun.
She came to her senses slightly and realized it was a dream.
Afterwards, the great devil with horns parted the sky and slowly penetrated into the Kingdom of Zhao.
The second senior brother appeared and before he could swing his sword, he heard the girl's shout.
In the shocked eyes of the second senior brother, the new empress of the Zhao Kingdom opened her umbrella and held a sword. Her tense body was like an arrow from the string, and she shot into the air instantly. Her skirts were on fire, and she pounced on the soul-devouring person. In front of the head, the Soul Eater roared angrily at the girl.
Zhao Xiang'er's expression did not change. She looked at the soul-devourer without any fear. Only the fighting spirit that had not cooled down before falling asleep rekindled in her petite body, like rekindled ashes, stirring up countless sparks.
A fierce battle broke out in the sky that shook the imperial city.
The demon's horns were cut off and disappeared into the air, and his head was chopped off and annihilated on the city.
Not long after, Zhao Xiang'er landed back on the Nine Spirits Platform. She gently pressed the blood on her cheek with her fingertips and slowly smeared it horizontally, dyeing her thin lips a bright blood color. The setting sun behind her was like blood, and her golden-painted jet black dragon The robe is flying in the sunset.
In the twilight, the picture cracked.
A fire lotus floated over and landed behind Zhao Xiang'er.
Zhao Xiang'er stopped and turned around to look.
She originally thought that this was just a simple dream that fulfilled her long-cherished wish.
This trial cannot just kill many monsters. My mother has also tempered her spirit. Through this method of dreaming, she tempers her soul and improves her Tao realm, but regrets it. It's not a weird thing to have a perfect state of mind.
After the death of the soul-eater, the dream remains.
Suzaku's maid walked out of the red lotus and asked softly: "Miss Xiang'er, you are stronger and more outstanding than I imagined."
Zhao Xiang'er turned around slightly. She looked like a sixteen-year-old girl at the moment. Her bones were delicate and her childlike spirit was still intact. Her figure was petite and graceful. Her figure in black clothes and holding a sword looked more like a murderer like a hell girl.
Zhao Xianger looked at the maid quietly.
"Thank you, envoy, for the compliment." She responded.
The maid looked at her, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "The test of the imperial city has passed. Has Miss made up her mind?"
"Have you thought about it? What have you thought about?" Zhao Xianger asked.
The maid smiled and said: "Of course this is the way to go from now on. Do you choose to stay in the Kingdom of Zhao and fulfill the fate of Xiang Zi, or do you choose to accept this marriage letter and go to a Taoist temple outside the world for purification. There is no right or wrong choice between the two choices. No matter how high or low you are, just follow your heart."
Zhao Xiang'er was startled, her brows raised, and she subconsciously put her hand into her sleeve and took out a intact marriage letter.
The marriage letter is like a fire.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the marriage letter and didn't understand its meaning. She had obviously been married to Ning for a long time...
Yes, this was three years ago.
Hmm... The night he saved Ning Changjiu three years ago, the way he looked at her seemed to indicate that he was plotting evil intentions. When the three-year contract was made, he also deliberately hid his clumsiness, and his intentions were to be punished!
By the way... where's Ning Jiaren? Shouldn't he also be on the Jiulingtai? Why is Lu Marry missing? What a strange dream...
They're not fooling around, right? ! Zhao Xiang'er was startled and said angrily: "The traitor will never die!"
Zhao Xiang'er almost forgot the words of the Suzaku Divine Envoy and went to catch the traitor with his sword in hand.
The Suzaku Divine Envoy spoke slowly and said: "The young man's name is Ning Changjiu, and he is the husband carefully selected by the master for the young lady. He is a pure-hearted young Taoist who practices Taoism. He has high Taoism, good character, handsome features, and a simple man. He is the same as the young lady. They complement each other and are a perfect match, making it a good match.”
"..." Zhao Xiang'er listened and thought that this erratic evil man was so hidden that even his mother didn't discover his true identity!
"Are you willing to accept this marriage certificate?" the Suzaku Divine Envoy asked.
"Let him come to see me!" Zhao Xianger said coldly.
The Suzaku Divine Envoy seemed not to have heard clearly and asked repeatedly: "Miss, are you willing to accept this marriage letter?"
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When Ning Jiujiu woke up, it was getting brighter.
Si Ming was still sitting by the window, meditating and practicing. His expression was calm and serious, as if he was thinking hard about something.
Ning Jiujiu didn't bother him, he held his head, recalling the dream just now, and laughed dumbly.
He regretted the awakening from his dream. I don’t know if I can continue to follow this dream tomorrow night.
After Si Ming finished meditating, he had a new understanding and his temperament became more mysterious.
She glanced at Ning Changjiu with disdain. In her mind, she would stand in the glorious Kingdom of God and become the master of a country in the future. The image of Ning Changjiu kneeling under her divine robe seemed to be within reach.
The corners of her lips were raised slightly, her eyes were smiling, she walked to the mirror with her bare feet, and slowly sat down, her figure like a graceful smoke.
Ning Changjiu combed her hair as usual.
"What are you dreaming about? Why are you so absent-minded?" Siming asked calmly.
Ning Jiujiu came back to his senses gently, looked at the hair hanging on his fingers, smiled and shook his head, saying: "No... it's nothing."
"Humph." Siming snorted coldly and asked, "Which little girl did you dream about again this time?"
Ning thought for a long time and said honestly: "I dreamed about Xiang'er."
In the mirror, Siming's face was cold. She snatched the wooden comb and said, "I will do it myself."
Ning stood there for a long time, realized his gaffe, and explained a few words softly, but Siming did not understand and pushed away a peeled fruit he handed him.
Ning ate the fruit alone for a long time and looked out the window in ecstasy.
He couldn't help but think, what if...if he accepted the marriage certificate in his previous life, what would his life be like in the next twelve years
It's a pity that there are no ifs. Dreams are just dreams and they are discontinuous.
"Let's go, think about your unmarried wife on the way." Siming said coldly.
Ning Jiujiu dared not say anything for fear of offending Si Ming again.
"Where should we go to the next peak?" Ning Jiujiu looked for a topic casually.
Siming sneered: "Of course I'm going to your favorite place, what? Don't remember?"
Ning Jiujiu suddenly realized: "Daughter's Peak?"
Siming no longer even sneered, his expression completely changed to Xuan Bing: "You really like that place the most!"
Ning Jiujiu knew that he had made a mistake, thinking that he was really dreaming and being foolish. He was about to open his mouth to make amends, but Si Ming had already pushed the door open and walked out.
Ning stood there for a long time, no longer thinking about the absurd dream last night, and quickly chased after him.
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The foot of Daughter Peak is full of brilliant peach blossoms.
Si Ming stood among the flowers and trees, with a peach blossom on his face. Her eyes moved slightly, and she stretched out her hand, but when she glanced at her, she saw Ning Changjiu looking at her. She subconsciously shrank her fingers and put them behind her back angrily.
"The world is full of beautiful purples and reds, but turns to ashes in a blink of an eye. What is there to remember?"
In order to prove that he didn't like such vulgar scenery, Siming added so lightly.
Ning Jiujiu was too lazy to expose it and slowly climbed the mountain with her.
When passing through the mountainside, Ning Jiujiu saw the tail-broken monkey again. This time, the monkey demon was selling flowers with a flower basket. The flowers in the basket were all picked from elsewhere, with different colors, which were in harmony with the full flower basket. Mountain peach blossoms are quite charming to each other.
When the monkey demon saw Ning Changjiu and Si Ming, his eyes shone as if he had been taken advantage of. He ran over with a basket in his arms and shouted: "Guest, guest! What a coincidence, we really can't meet each other anywhere in the demon city..."
"Be careful!" Ning Jiujiu warned.
The monkey demon was startled but it was too late. He did not pay attention to the height of the steps under his feet. When he was running, he kicked on the drop. His body became unstable and he fell face-first towards the ground.
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand and supported the monkey from the distance.
Although the monkey demon did not fall down, the flowers in the basket were scattered all over the floor.
It looked at the flowers on the ground, and its heart trembled - these flowers could not be sold again.
It slowly stood up, clenched its fists, and bent down to pick up the flower basket. Although it was used to it, it still couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "You don't count your fate anymore?"
The little monkey said with a sad face: "I lost the bucket... It doesn't count."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Why are you so reckless?"
The little monkey smiled and said, "It's not easy for me to survive today."
Ning looked at it for a long time and suddenly felt that this little monkey seemed to be somewhat spiritual. He asked, "What's your name?"
The little monkey thought for a while and said: "I am a wild monkey, how can I get a name?"
Ning Jiujiu picked up the flower basket for it and packed away the broken flowers. He looked at a tattered dress wrapped around his waist. The lower edge of the tattered dress and the hair on his thighs burned his eyes. He gently withdrew his gaze, lined up a row of copper coins, and said, "I bought this basket of flowers and the basket."
Siming sneered and said, "Spending money randomly again?"
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "These flowers are of high quality and low price. I think they are worth it."
Siming said: "Oh, I won't wear flowers that fall on the ground."
Ning Jiujiu shot back: "I didn't buy it for you to wear."
Siming said: "Is it possible that you wear it yourself?"
Siming looked sulky.
"Two good guests, stop arguing." The little monkey demon raised his head and gave them a smile. Then, he took the flower basket from Ning Changjiu's arms and took out a flower underneath. He handed the dust-free flower to Ning Changjiu and said, "Master, you are a good person. This flower is given to you. The others are dirty and worthless."
Ning Jiujiu wanted to pay, but the little monkey demon refused again.
"This flower is given to the guest." It said: "Guest, please don't waste your money on me. As long as the money is slightly more, I won't be able to keep it..."
"Why?" Ning asked for a long time.
The little monkey demon raised his head, forced a smile on his face, and said: "This is life... I also want to know why. Last time the customer gave me too much money, I almost died in the snake's belly."
Ning looked at him for a long time, searching it with his spiritual consciousness to see if there was a curse printed on it, but found nothing.
Ning Jiujiu collected the copper coins, leaving only one and handed it to it, but the little monkey demon still refused. He hugged the flower basket, lowered his head, bent his waist, and trotted away with his shoulders hunched.
After the monkey demon left, Siming suddenly said: "It's a bit weird."
"Huh?" Ning asked for a long time: "What did you see?"
Siming said: "It... seems to have something sealed in its body. I couldn't see it clearly. Maybe it's just an illusion."
The little monkey demon disappeared into the forest.
Ning Jiujiu took the flower and handed it to Siming. Siming was very vindictive. She took the flower lightly and put it in Ning Jiujiu's hair.
Ning Jiujiu took off the flower and wanted to put it back, but Si Ming's figure had already climbed up the slope. She turned back with a chuckle and gave Ning Jiujiu a provocative look. Ning Jiujiu followed closely, and the two of them shuttled through the cliffs and forests, leaping and leaping, and finally reached the high cliff.
Daughter Peak is more beautiful than imagined, with colorful satin fluttering and flowers clustered in it. You can see the steaming Xia Rui air from a distance. The fairies of Daughter Peak are also beautiful, completely transformed into human form, and there is no flaw in their clothing or pink makeup.
"Don't go in." Siming stretched out his arm to stop him.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What's wrong?"
Siming said: "I have sensed it, and there is no trace of authority left in it. There is no need to waste your efforts."
Ning Jiujiu asked suspiciously: "Are you sure?"
"Am I doubting my concern for Xiao Ling?" Siming said calmly: "Is it possible that you still want to go to the peak master of Nuer Peak to torture you?"
Ning listened to her sarcastic words for a long time, and he smiled and said: "I believe you. Since there is nothing here, I won't waste time."
Siming was quite satisfied with his reaction. She closed her eyes, felt it carefully again, and shook her head slightly.
She has lived in Jiuyou Palace for many years, and her closeness and familiarity with the aura of the netherworld is far greater than that of Ning Jiujiu.
After getting off Daughter Peak, the two headed to Picchu Peak.
At the foot of the Bhikkhu Peak, the two of them saw the sacred tree that the white elephant was talking about. Around the sacred tree, guards in armor were holding weapons, surrounding the dozens of thick sacred trees.
Ning stood on the mountain peak on the opposite bank for a long time and looked from afar.
The sacred tree had no leaves at all, and its texture was a lifeless gray-white. The scales of the frost-skinned dragon were covered with knots and cracks. The giant tree grew at an angle, and its branches densely stretched toward the sky, like a giant tree. Helplessly open, withered hands. And among the dead branches, a fruit miraculously grew. The fruit looked like a baby and seemed to be immature.
Siming looked at the roots of the ancient book, withdrew his gaze in disgust, and said, "Do you know what is buried under this tree?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Siming sneered and said: "Your signature seems to be wrong. The authority we are looking for may really be at Bhikkhu Peak."
"Is it related to that sacred tree?" Ning asked for a long time.
"The sacred tree has nothing to do with the Netherworld Authority, but this supposedly dead sacred tree still bore fruit, probably because it was favored by the authority." Siming thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, it's empty talk. You'll know it when you go up to the peak. .”
The top of Bhikkhu Peak is relatively prosperous among the peaks. In front of the stele pavilion at the top of the peak, the four words "Longevity without Borders" are written with a big pen, which looks very heroic.
After passing the stele pavilion, there is a tomb next to it. The owner of the tomb is unknown, but there are two lines engraved on the tombstone: "How can you sleep with a broken neck when the god holds iron? The bones are filled with sand, and it is difficult to die with regrets."
Ning Changjiu and Siming looked at the tombstone together without asking for any explanation.
Siming said: "There is no body in the tomb, only clothes."
Ning Changjiu said: "Perhaps the memorial is for the monster who died in battle five hundred years ago. His body has long been gone, so we had to build a tomb."
Siming didn't care about this. She was quite wary of this bhikkhu peak, and her consciousness was deployed early to detect any signs of trouble.
The two of them went up to Biqiu Peak and caught a glimpse of herds of white deer in the forest. These deer were treated very well on the peak and had almost no worries of being preyed on.
Arriving at the entrance of Biqiu Peak Demon City, Ning Jiujiu found a pair of boys and girls standing at the door, looking at him with smiles.
"Are you two here to look for Grandpa, the birthday boy?" The boy slowly greeted him and said with a smile.
Ning Jiujiu frowned: "Does the White Deer Demon King know we are coming?"
The girl also stepped forward and said in a childish voice: "Grandpa, the birthday boy, has boundless demonic power and can count the heavens and the earth. He wrote a letter a day ago instructing us to wait here for our distinguished guests."
"Write a letter?" Ning Jiujiu asked: "Is it possible that the longevity star of the White Deer is not in the peak?"
The boy replied: "That's right. Grandpa, the birthday boy, has been out for the past few days and won't be back until the day after tomorrow."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Which peak is the longevity star on now? We can go find it ourselves."
The girl shook her head and said, "You can't say that. It's a forbidden place where no one is allowed to go."
Ning Jiujiu and Siming looked at each other.
Bailu Shouxing asked. At this moment, he was in the darkness that Kanyu Tu couldn't see.
Siming asked: "Did the birthday girl tell you anything else?"
Tong Nan said: "Grandpa, the birthday boy, also said that he knows what you are looking for. This matter is of great importance. Please wait patiently and be patient. Grandpa will come back in two days and explain it to you in person. "
Before they could ask any more questions, the girl had already made a welcoming gesture, and a sweet smile appeared on her young cheeks: "The wing has been cleaned, and we would like to invite you two to stay. If you have any requirements, just call us." , we will do everything as we please.”
Ning hesitated for a long time, and Si Ming glanced at him vaguely and nodded lightly.
"Well, you two, please lead the way." Ning Jiujiu said.
The boys and girls led Ning Changjiu and Siming into the city.
They came to the main hall built by the water in the center of the city. When their feet stepped on the water, where their toes corresponded, a small fish swam towards them, spitting out cold air and forming a path of ice.
The four of them walked along, ice forming at every step.
The boys and girls took them into a clean room. It was a luxurious house, and no blinding methods were used. The furnishings were neat.
After bringing the distinguished guests, the boys and girls bowed and left.
Although Siming was very satisfied with this room, he still scanned the inside and outside of the room with his spiritual consciousness to confirm that there was no problem.
"Why does the White Deer Demon know our whereabouts?" Siming asked himself in confusion.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Either the White Elephant Demon leaked the secret, or the White Deer Longevity Star really has magical powers... It doesn't matter."
"Well, I don't believe that he will simply hand over his authority." Siming said.
Ning Jiujiu nodded in agreement, and said: "How can someone build those ghost temples outside the city be a good person? I don't know what they are going to do."
Siming hummed and said, "Stay strong and be prepared for a fierce battle."
…
At night, sleepiness rolled in as usual, and Ning Changjiu fell asleep early.
Last night's dream continued.
He was still standing in the view, and the master was waiting for his question and asked: "Are you willing?"
In the dream on the other side, the Suzaku Divine Envoy was also waiting for the answer: "Miss, are you willing?"
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"I do."
The two said in unison.
boom!
Cracked lines travel across the scene in front of you.
In a daze, Ning Jiujiu found himself standing outside, and beside him stood a beautiful girl with a ponytail, and her dragon robe was replaced by a snow-white Taoist robe.
The girl was also staring at him.
There was a look in Zhao Xiang'er's eyes that was inconsistent with this childishness... He was exactly the same as three years ago... She suddenly recalled the past, when he fell from the sky and fell into her arms. He looked like such a young man at that time, and even after many years, many things were still fresh in her memory. What a wonderful dream... Was it because my spirit was too fragile during the trial that it awakened such nostalgic memories
Ning Jiujiu also looked at her quietly.
She was exactly the same as three years ago, petite and graceful, with indescribable beauty in her eyes. At that time, I still felt that whoever married her would be a fool who didn't want his life... A fool who didn't care about his life, wasn't he himself
He smiled to himself.
At this moment, he suddenly understood that he never needed to make up for any regrets in his previous life. Their story was a marriage in this life.
"Are you the gentle, kind and beautiful girl Zhao Xianger?" Ning Jiujiu pretended to be stupid and asked, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Are you Mr. Ning Changjiu, who has high Taoism, upright character and simple personality?" Zhao Xiang'er blinked and asked pretending to be innocent. She originally wanted to give him a lesson and punish him for his flirting with women, but then she thought about it. It was just a dream. Why would she vent her anger on an image in the memory of the sea of consciousness? Just think of it as reminiscing about the beauty of our first meeting...
"Nice to meet you." The two said softly.
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(Thank you to the book friend Mingyue Qingyi and the late autumn boss for the reward! Thank you to the book friend 59036946 for the reward! Thank you to the two book friends for their support and encouragement~ Mmm.)